| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Within the Tides by Joseph Conrad: of sense, while that piece of goods ought to have been walking the
streets, and that's all I can say. . . You must make her up out of
your head. You will know the sort."
"Leave all that to me," I said.
"H'm!" he grunted, doubtfully, then going back to his scornful
tone: "A month or so afterwards the Sagamore arrives home. All
very jolly at first. . . Hallo, George boy! Hallo, Harry, old man!
. . . But by and by Captain Harry thinks his clever brother is not
looking very well. And George begins to look worse. He can't get
rid of Cloete's notion. It has stuck in his head. . . There's
nothing wrong - quite well. . . Captain Harry still anxious.
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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: divine knowledge; and amongst them he told him the history of
creation, visible and invisible, how the Creator brought every
thing out of nothing, and how he formed man after his own image
and likeness and endowed him with power of free-will, and gave
him Paradise to his enjoyment, charging him only to abstain from
one thing, the tree of knowledge; and how, when man had broken
his commandment, he banished him out of Paradise; and how man,
fallen from union with God, stumbled into these manifold errors,
becoming the slave of sins, and subject unto death through the
tyranny of the devil, who, having once taken men captive, hath
made them utterly forget their Lord and God, and hath persuaded
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: pull at the wine-flask. "What is thy name, my good friend?"
"Murdoch Campbell, sir," answered the servant, "a lackey of the
Marquis of Argyle, and occasionally acting as under-warden."
"Then here is to thee once more, Murdoch," said Dalgetty,
"drinking to you by your proper name for the better luck sake.
This wine I take to be Calcavella. Well, honest Murdoch, I take
it on me to say, thou deservest to be upper-warden, since thou
showest thyself twenty times better acquainted with the way of
victualling honest gentlemen that are under misfortune, than thy
principal. Bread and water? out upon him! It was enough,
Murdoch, to destroy the credit of the Marquis's dungeon. But I
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