Today's Stichomancy for Jim Carrey

Psalms 62: 10 (62:11) Trust not in oppression, and put not vain hope in robbery; if riches increase, set not your heart thereon.

Psalms 62: 11 (62:12) God hath spoken once, twice have I heard this: that strength belongeth unto God;

Psalms 62: 12 (62:13) Also unto Thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy; for Thou renderest to every man according to his work.

Psalms 63: 1 (63:1) A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah. (63:2) O God, Thou art my God, earnestly will I seek Thee; my soul thirsteth for Thee, my flesh longeth for Thee, in a dry and weary land, where no water is.

Psalms 63: 2 (63:3) So have I looked for Thee in the sanctuary, to see Thy power and Thy glory.

Psalms 63: 3 (63:4) For Thy lovingkindness is better than life; my lips shall praise Thee.

Psalms 63: 4 (63:5) So will I bless Thee as long as I live; in Thy name will I lift up my hands.

Psalms 63: 5 (63:6) My soul is satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth doth praise Thee with joyful lips;

Psalms 63: 6 (63:7) When I remember Thee upon my couch, and meditate on Thee in the night-watches.

Psalms 63: 7 (63:8) For Thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of Thy wings do I rejoice.

The Tanach

there were days when the entire work of the farm seemed to rest on his mighty shoulders. From morning to night he was pushing and pulling, always at the spot where the work was hardest. He had made an arrangement with one of the cockerels to call him in the mornings half an hour earlier than anyone else, and would put in some volunteer labour at whatever seemed to be most needed, before the regular day's work began. His answer to every problem, every setback, was "I will work harder!"--which he had adopted as his personal motto.

But everyone worked according to his capacity The hens and ducks, for instance, saved five bushels of corn at the harvest by gathering up the stray grains. Nobody stole, nobody grumbled over his rations, the

Animal Farm

Great, and fine art in nature: he's white hair'd, Not wanton white, but such a manly colour Next to an aborne; tough, and nimble set, Which showes an active soule; his armes are brawny, Linde with strong sinewes: To the shoulder peece Gently they swell, like women new conceav'd, Which speakes him prone to labour, never fainting Vnder the waight of Armes; stout harted, still, But when he stirs, a Tiger; he's gray eyd, Which yeelds compassion where he conquers: sharpe To spy advantages, and where he finds 'em,

who had advanced near to him, and then gave his hand, saying hurriedly, "Yes, yes, let us say no more."

Fred went through much more narrative and explanation with his mother, but she was inconsolable, having before her eyes what perhaps her husband had never thought of, the certainty that Fred would marry Mary Garth, that her life would henceforth be spoiled by a perpetual infusion of Garths and their ways, and that her darling boy, with his beautiful face and stylish air "beyond anybody else's son in Middlemarch," would be sure to get like that family in plainness of appearance and carelessness about his clothes. To her it seemed that there was a Garth conspiracy to get possession of the desirable Fred,

Middlemarch