|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Perfect Wagnerite: A Commentary on the Niblung's Ring by George Bernard Shaw:
establish the Plutonic empire with it. Merely to prevent others
from getting it is the only purpose it brings him. He piles it in
a cave; transforms himself into a dragon by the helmet; and
devotes his life to guarding it, as much a slave to it as a
jailor is to his prisoner. He had much better have thrown it all
back into the Rhine and transformed himself into the
shortest-lived animal that enjoys at least a brief run in the
sunshine. His case, however, is far too common to be surprising.
The world is overstocked with persons who sacrifice all their
affections, and madly trample and batter down their fellows to
obtain riches of which, when they get them, they are unable to
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Beyond Good and Evil by Friedrich Nietzsche:
surprising, and even more terrifying than other peoples are to
themselves:--they escape DEFINITION, and are thereby alone the
despair of the French. It IS characteristic of the Germans that
the question: "What is German?" never dies out among them.
Kotzebue certainly knew his Germans well enough: "We are known,"
they cried jubilantly to him--but Sand also thought he knew them.
Jean Paul knew what he was doing when he declared himself
incensed at Fichte's lying but patriotic flatteries and
exaggerations,--but it is probable that Goethe thought
differently about Germans from Jean Paul, even though he
acknowledged him to be right with regard to Fichte. It is a
Beyond Good and Evil
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Tristram Shandy by Laurence Sterne:
deprive him of it, without why or wherefore--and thereby make an example of
him, as the first Shandy unwhirl'd about Europe in a post-chaise, and only
because he was a heavy lad--would be using him ten times worse than a Turk.
On the other hand, the case of the Ox-moor was full as hard.
Exclusive of the original purchase-money, which was eight hundred pounds--
it had cost the family eight hundred pounds more in a law-suit about
fifteen years before--besides the Lord knows what trouble and vexation.
It had been moreover in possession of the Shandy-family ever since the
middle of the last century; and though it lay full in view before the
house, bounded on one extremity by the water-mill, and on the other by the
projected wind-mill spoken of above--and for all these reasons seemed to