| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Pagan and Christian Creeds by Edward Carpenter: only BE good when not thinking about the matter; to be conscious
of one's own goodness is already to have fallen!
We began by thinking of the self as just a little local self;
then we extended it to the family, the cause, the nation--ever
to a larger and vaster being. At last there comes a time when
we recognize--or see that we SHALL have to recognize--an inner
Equality between ourselves and all others; not of course an
external equality--for that would be absurd and impossible
--but an inner and profound and universal Equality. And so
we come again to the mystic root-conception of Democracy.
And now it will be said: "But after all this talk you have
Pagan and Christian Creeds |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Father Damien by Robert Louis Stevenson: But such information as I have, I gathered on the spot in
conversation with those who knew him well and long: some indeed who
revered his memory; but others who had sparred and wrangled with
him, who beheld him with no halo, who perhaps regarded him with
small respect, and through whose unprepared and scarcely partial
communications the plain, human features of the man shone on me
convincingly. These gave me what knowledge I possess; and I learnt
it in that scene where it could be most completely and sensitively
understood - Kalawao, which you have never visited, about which you
have never so much as endeavoured to inform yourself; for, brief as
your letter is, you have found the means to stumble into that
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: and stretched his feet out to the oven. The three other men all began
talking at once--of the weather--of the record slide--of the fine condition
of the Wald See for skating.
Suddenly Fuchs looked at Max, raised his eyebrows and nodded across to
Victor, who shook his head.
"Baby doesn't feel well," he said, feeding the brown dog with broken lumps
of sugar, "and nobody's to disturb him--I'm nurse."
"That's the first time I've ever known him off colour," said Wistuba.
"I've always imagined he had the better part of this world that could not
be taken away from him. I think he says his prayers to the dear Lord for
having spared him being taken home in seven basketsful to-night. It's a
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