| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Crito by Plato: tale. But if he offends them he will have to learn another sort of lesson.
Will he continue to give lectures in virtue? That would hardly be decent.
And how will his children be the gainers if he takes them into Thessaly,
and deprives them of Athenian citizenship? Or if he leaves them behind,
does he expect that they will be better taken care of by his friends
because he is in Thessaly? Will not true friends care for them equally
whether he is alive or dead?
Finally, they exhort him to think of justice first, and of life and
children afterwards. He may now depart in peace and innocence, a sufferer
and not a doer of evil. But if he breaks agreements, and returns evil for
evil, they will be angry with him while he lives; and their brethren the
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London: toppled backward, threw his weight to the front and alongside her neck. This
overcame the dangerous teetering balance, and the mare struck the ground on
her feet again.
But there was no let-up. Dolly straightened out so that the line of the face
was almost a continuation of the line of the stretched neck; this position
enabled her to master the bit, which she did by bolting straight ahead down
the road.
For the first time Lute became really frightened. She spurred Washoe Ban in
pursuit, but he could not hold his own with the mad mare, and dropped
gradually behind. Lute saw Dolly check and rear in the air again, and caught
up just as the mare made a second bolt. As Dolly dashed around a bend, she
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Chouans by Honore de Balzac: fatal evening that all Paris believed me the mistress of the poor old
man. I was told that it was then beyond my power to recover an
innocence thus gratuitously denied me. They said that the man who had
abused my inexperience could not be lover, and would not be my
husband. The week in which I made this horrible discovery the duke
left Paris. I was shamefully ejected from the house where he had
placed me, and which did not belong to him. Up to this point I have
told you the truth as though I stood before God; but now, do not ask a
wretched woman to give account of sufferings which are buried in her
heart. The time came when I found myself married to Danton. A few days
later the storm uprooted the mighty oak around which I had thrown my
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