| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Kreutzer Sonata by Leo Tolstoy: Ivan harnessed his horse, and, with his sister, went to bring the
rye home from the field.
After lifting a couple of sheaves from the first heap his
pitchfork came into contact with the little devil's back, which
caused the latter to howl with pain and to jump around in every
direction. Ivan exclaimed:
"See here! What nastiness! You again here?"
"I am another one!" said the little devil. "That was my brother.
I am the one who was sent to your brother Simeon."
"Well," said Ivan, "it matters not who you are. I will fix you
all the same."
The Kreutzer Sonata |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Euthydemus by Plato: they can also teach virtue in a very short time and in the very best
manner. Socrates, who is always on the look-out for teachers of virtue, is
interested in the youth Cleinias, the grandson of the great Alcibiades, and
is desirous that he should have the benefit of their instructions. He is
ready to fall down and worship them; although the greatness of their
professions does arouse in his mind a temporary incredulity.
A circle gathers round them, in the midst of which are Socrates, the two
brothers, the youth Cleinias, who is watched by the eager eyes of his lover
Ctesippus, and others. The performance begins; and such a performance as
might well seem to require an invocation of Memory and the Muses. It is
agreed that the brothers shall question Cleinias. 'Cleinias,' says
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe: about these things," said Marie; "besides, your talking makes my
head ache."
Marie always had a headache on hand for any conversation
that did not exactly suit her.
Eva stole away; but after that, she assiduously gave Mammy
reading lessons.
CHAPTER XXIII
Henrique
About this time, St. Clare's brother Alfred, with his eldest son,
a boy of twelve, spent a day or two with the family at the lake.
No sight could be more singular and beautiful than that of these
Uncle Tom's Cabin |
