| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Charmides by Plato: have seemed to us useless, if I had been good for anything at an enquiry.
But now I have been utterly defeated, and have failed to discover what that
is to which the imposer of names gave this name of temperance or wisdom.
And yet many more admissions were made by us than could be fairly granted;
for we admitted that there was a science of science, although the argument
said No, and protested against us; and we admitted further, that this
science knew the works of the other sciences (although this too was denied
by the argument), because we wanted to show that the wise man had knowledge
of what he knew and did not know; also we nobly disregarded, and never even
considered, the impossibility of a man knowing in a sort of way that which
he does not know at all; for our assumption was, that he knows that which
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: Because he's great--meetin' us here alone. Because you know
he's a wonder with a gun an' you love life. Because you an' I
an' every damned man here had to take his front, each to
himself. If we all drew we'd kill him. Sure! But who's goin' to
lead? Who was goin' to be first? Who was goin' to make him
draw? Not you, Poggin! You leave that for a lesser
man--me--who've lived to see you a coward. It comes once to
every gunman. You've met your match in Buck Duane. An', by God,
I'm glad! Here's once I show you up!"
The hoarse, taunting voice failed. Knell stepped back from the
comrade he hated. He was wet, shaking, haggard, but
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Letters of Two Brides by Honore de Balzac: mutual knowledge, have solved the problem of giving variety to the
infinite. This is the task set before every true wife; the answer
begins to dawn on me, and I shall not rest till I have made it mine.
You see that he fancies himself--vanity of men!--the chosen of my
heart, just as though there were no legal bonds. Nevertheless, I have
not yet got beyond that external attraction which gives us strength to
put up with a good deal. Yet Louis is lovable; his temper is
wonderfully even, and he performs, as a matter of course, acts on
which most men would plume themselves. In short, if I do not love him,
I shall find no difficulty in being good to him.
So here are my black hair and my black eyes--whose lashes act,
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