| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Euthyphro by Plato: EUTHYPHRO: True.
SOCRATES: Then either we were wrong in our former assertion; or, if we
were right then, we are wrong now.
EUTHYPHRO: One of the two must be true.
SOCRATES: Then we must begin again and ask, What is piety? That is an
enquiry which I shall never be weary of pursuing as far as in me lies; and
I entreat you not to scorn me, but to apply your mind to the utmost, and
tell me the truth. For, if any man knows, you are he; and therefore I must
detain you, like Proteus, until you tell. If you had not certainly known
the nature of piety and impiety, I am confident that you would never, on
behalf of a serf, have charged your aged father with murder. You would not
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Lost Princess of Oz by L. Frank Baum: "Take the others first," proposed the Mule. So the Sawhorse and the
Woozy made a couple of trips over the thistles to the city walls and
carried all the people in safety, Dorothy holding little Toto in her
arms. The travelers then sat in a group on a little hillock just
outside the wall and looked at the great blocks of gray stone and
waited for the Woozy to bring Hank to them. The Mule was very
awkward, and his legs trembled so badly that more than once they
thought he would tumble off, but finally he reached them in safety,
and the entire party was now reunited. More than that, they had
reached the city that had eluded them for so long and in so strange a
manner.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: bees. It had been raining the night before and all day the
clouds hung low and threatening. Misfortune was in the air.
Their actual advent I do not recollect, for when I had heard that
they were to arrive on Saturday night, I had made a point of
going away for the week-end.
On my return I avoided the kitchen garden assiduously for several
days, but after a while I began to get used to the presence of
the bees, and their old straw home- I could see it from my
bedroom- looked rather pretty and comfortable.
Then Daphne, who never will leave ill alone, had announced that
they must be moved into a new hive.
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