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Today's Stichomancy for Benjamin Franklin

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Memorabilia by Xenophon:

ap. Diog. Laert. II. v. 25. See Cobet, "Pros. Xen."

Antiphon. Why, Socrates, I always thought it was expected of students of philosophy to grow in happiness daily; but you seem to have reaped other fruits from your philosophy. At any rate, you exist, I do not say live, in a style such as no slave serving under a master would put up with. Your meat and your drink are of the cheapest sort, and as to clothes, you cling to one wretched cloak which serves you for summer and winter alike; and so you go the whole year round, without shoes to your feet or a shirt to your back. Then again, you are not for taking or making money, the mere seeking of which is a pleasure, even as the possession of it adds to the sweetness and independence of existence.


The Memorabilia
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Man of Business by Honore de Balzac:

Scenes from a Courtesan's Life The Secrets of a Princess A Daughter of Eve Letters of Two Brides The Seamy Side of History The Muse of the Department A Prince of Bohemia The Unconscious Humorists

Nucingen, Baron Frederic de The Firm of Nucingen Father Goriot

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Shadow Line by Joseph Conrad:

in the saloon, standing a little on one side and look- ing intently at me. The chief mate. His long, red moustache determined the character of his physiognomy, which struck me as pugnacious in (strange to say) a ghastly sort of way.

How long had he been there looking at me, ap- praising me in my unguarded day-dreaming state? I would have been more disconcerted if, having the clock set in the top of the mirror-frame right in front of me, I had not noticed that its long hand had hardly moved at all.


The Shadow Line