| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Soul of Man by Oscar Wilde: propose that an inspector should call every morning at each house
to see that each citizen rose up and did manual labour for eight
hours. Humanity has got beyond that stage, and reserves such a
form of life for the people whom, in a very arbitrary manner, it
chooses to call criminals. But I confess that many of the
socialistic views that I have come across seem to me to be tainted
with ideas of authority, if not of actual compulsion. Of course,
authority and compulsion are out of the question. All association
must be quite voluntary. It is only in voluntary associations that
man is fine.
But it may be asked how Individualism, which is now more or less
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Oscar Wilde Miscellaneous by Oscar Wilde: HONORIUS. It is He whom thou seest on the cross, Myrrhina. He is
the Son of God and was born of a virgin. Three wise men who were
kings brought Him offerings, and the shepherds who were lying on the
hills were wakened by a great light.
The Sibyls knew of His coming. The groves and the oracles spake of
Him. David and the prophets announced Him. There is no love like
the love of God nor any love that can be compared to it.
The body is vile, Myrrhina. God will raise thee up with a new body
which will not know corruption, and thou shalt dwell in the Courts
of the Lord and see Him whose hair is like fine wool and whose feet
are of brass.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Great Big Treasury of Beatrix Potter by Beatrix Potter: At a quarter past four to the minute,
there came a most genteel little tap-tappity.
"Is Mrs. Ribston at home?" inquired Duchess
in the porch.
"Come in! and how do you do, my
dear Duchess?" cried Ribby. "I hope I
see you well?"
"Quite well, I thank you, and how
do YOU do, my dear Ribby?" said
Duchess. "I've brought you some
flowers; what a delicious smell of pie!"
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