| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: neither the independence nor the manliness to write as they like,
and therefore there is no creativeness.
All this applies to what is called belles-lettres.
As for serious treatises in Russian on sociology, for instance,
on art, and so on, I do not rea d them simply from timidity. In
my childhood and early youth I had for some reason a terror of
doorkeepers and attendants at the theatre, and that terror has
remained with me to this day. I am afraid of them even now. It is
said that we are only afraid of what we do not understand. And,
indeed, it is very difficult to understand why doorkeepers and
theatre attendants are so dignified, haughty, and majestically
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Barlaam and Ioasaph by St. John of Damascus: may be well-pleasing to thee my God and Lord."
XXIX.
Now about the same time there was in that city a public assembly
in honour of the false gods, and the king must needs be present
at the feast, and grace it with lavish sacrifices. But the
temple-keepers, seeing that he was careless and lukewarm with
regard to their worship, feared that he might neglect to be
present in their temple, and that they might lose the royal
largess, and the rest of their revenues. So they arose, and
withdrew to a cavern situate in the depth of the desert, where
dwelt a man who busied himself with magical arts, and was a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Catriona by Robert Louis Stevenson: skirl but the ae time!" Shortly thereafter she was daundering on the
craigs wi' twa-three sodgers, and it was a blawy day. There cam a
gowst of wind, claught her by the coats, and awa' wi' her bag and
baggage. And it was remarked by the sodgers that she gied but the ae
skirl.
Nae doubt this judgment had some weicht upon Tam Dale; but it passed
again and him none the better. Ae day he was flyting wi' anither
sodger-lad. "Deil hae me!" quo' Tam, for he was a profane swearer.
And there was Peden glowering at him, gash an' waefu'; Peden wi' his
lang chafts an' luntin' een, the maud happed about his kist, and the
hand of him held out wi' the black nails upon the finger-nebs - for he
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