| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Philebus by Plato: 4. Plato attempts to identify vicious pleasures with some form of error,
and insists that the term false may be applied to them: in this he appears
to be carrying out in a confused manner the Socratic doctrine, that virtue
is knowledge, vice ignorance. He will allow of no distinction between the
pleasures and the erroneous opinions on which they are founded, whether
arising out of the illusion of distance or not. But to this we naturally
reply with Protarchus, that the pleasure is what it is, although the
calculation may be false, or the after-effects painful. It is difficult to
acquit Plato, to use his own language, of being a 'tyro in dialectics,'
when he overlooks such a distinction. Yet, on the other hand, we are
hardly fair judges of confusions of thought in those who view things
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: Felicite was blind now, and she took him and laid him against her
cheek. Then Mother Simon removed him in order to set him on the altar.
CHAPTER V
The grass exhaled an odour of summer; flies buzzed in the air, the sun
shone on the river and warmed the slated roof. Old Mother Simon had
returned to Felicite and was peacefully falling asleep.
The ringing of bells woke her; the people were coming out of church.
Felicite's delirium subsided. By thinking of the procession, she was
able to see it as if she had taken part in it. All the school-
children, the singers and the firemen walked on the sidewalks, while
in the middle of the street came first the custodian of the church
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Outlaw of Torn by Edgar Rice Burroughs: Earl's gates demanding admittance to have speech with
Simon de Montfort. The Earl received him, and as the
young man entered his presence Simon de Montfort
sprang to his feet in astonishment.
"My Lord Prince," he cried. "What do ye here, and
alone?"
The young man smiled.
"I be no prince, My Lord," he said, "though some
have said that I favor the King's son. I be Roger de
Conde whom it may have pleased your gracious daugh-
ter to mention. I have come to pay homage to Bertrade
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