| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Disputation of the Power and Efficacy of Indulgences by Dr. Martin Luther: imponebantur tanquam tentamenta vere contritionis.
13. Morituri per mortem omnia solvunt et legibus canonum mortui
iam sunt, habentes iure earum relaxationem.
14. Imperfecta sanitas seu charitas morituri necessario secum fert
magnum timorem, tantoque maiorem, quanto minor fuerit ipsa.
15. Hic timor et horror satis est se solo (ut alia taceam) facere
penam purgatorii, cum sit proximus desperationis horrori.
16. Videntur infernus, purgaturium, celum differre, sicut
desperatio, prope desperatio, securitas differunt.
17. Necessarium videtur animabus in purgatorio sicut minni
horrorem ita augeri charitatem.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Under the Andes by Rex Stout: only to be dashed back again against the rock.
We tried our spears, but their shafts were so slender that
they were useless. We took the oar and, placing its end against
the wall, shoved with all our strength. The oar snapped in two and
we fell forward against the wall. We tore off some of the strips
of hide from the raft and tried to fasten them to the wall on
either side, but there was no protuberance that would hold them.
Nothing remained to be done.
Harry and I held a consultation then and agreed on the only
possible means of escape. I turned to Desiree:
"Can you swim?"
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lady Baltimore by Owen Wister: know."
On those last words of mine she gave me quite an extraordinary look, and
then, as if satisfied with what she saw in my face.--
"They don't talk to me."
It was an assurance, it was true, it had the ring of truth, that evident
genuineness which a piece of real confidence always possesses; she meant
me to know that we were in the same boat of ignorance to-day. And yet, as
I rose from my lunch and came forward to settle for it, I was aware of
some sense of defeat, of having been held off just as the ladies on High
Walk had held me off.
"Well," I sighed, "I pin my faith to the aunt who says he'll never marry
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