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Today's Stichomancy for Frank Lloyd Wright

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov:

head ache, that she had spent so much money. . . . At the stations he would continually be having to run for boiling water, bread and butter. . . . She wouldn't have dinner because of its being too dear. . . .

"She would begrudge me every farthing," he thought, with a glance at his wife. "The lottery ticket is hers, not mine! Besides, what is the use of her going abroad? What does she want there? She would shut herself up in the hotel, and not let me out of her sight. . . . I know!"

And for the first time in his life his mind dwelt on the fact that his wife had grown elderly and plain, and that she was

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Contrast by Royall Tyler:


But, brother, we must introduce you to some of our gay folks, and let you see the city, such as it is. Mr. Dimple is known to almost every family in town; he will doubtless take a pleasure in introducing you.


I shall esteem every service I can render your brother an honour.


I fear the business I am upon will take up all my time, and my family will be anxious to hear from me.

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

fuss. The Hamburg ship, filling all at once, cap- sized as she sank, and at daylight there was not even the end of a spar to be seen above water. She was missed, of course, and at first the Coastguard- men surmised that she had either dragged her an- chor or parted her cable some time during the night, and had been blown out to sea. Then, after the tide turned, the wreck must have shifted a little and released some of the bodies, because a child --a little fair-haired child in a red frock-- came ashore abreast of the Martello tower. By

Amy Foster