| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from What is Man? by Mark Twain: The dictionary had the acute idea that by using the capital
G it could restrict irreverence to lack of reverence for OUR
Deity and our sacred things, but that ingenious and rather sly
idea miscarried: for by the simple process of spelling HIS
deities with capitals the Hindu confiscates the definition and
restricts it to his own sects, thus making it clearly compulsory
upon us to revere HIS gods and HIS sacred things, and nobody's
else. We can't say a word, for he had our own dictionary at his
back, and its decision is final.
This law, reduced to its simplest terms, is this:
1. Whatever is sacred to the Christian must be held in reverence by
What is Man? |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Perfect Wagnerite: A Commentary on the Niblung's Ring by George Bernard Shaw: weaknesses, no respect for persons. All such sweet littlenesses
must be left to the humble stupid giants to make their toil sweet
to them; and the god must, after all, pay for Olympian power the
same price the dwarf has paid for Plutonic power.
Wotan has forgotten this in his dreams of greatness. Not so
Fricka. What she is thinking of is this price that Wotan has
consented to pay, in token whereof he has promised this day to
hand over to the giants Fricka's sister, the goddess Freia, with
her golden love-apples. When Fricka reproaches Wotan with having
selfishly forgotten this, she finds that he, like herself, is not
prepared to go through with his bargain, and that he is trusting
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Macbeth by William Shakespeare: Winne vs with honest Trifles, to betray's
In deepest consequence.
Cousins, a word, I pray you
Macb. Two Truths are told,
As happy Prologues to the swelling Act
Of the Imperiall Theame. I thanke you Gentlemen:
This supernaturall solliciting
Cannot be ill; cannot be good.
If ill? why hath it giuen me earnest of successe,
Commencing in a Truth? I am Thane of Cawdor.
If good? why doe I yeeld to that suggestion,
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