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Today's Stichomancy for Kelly Hu

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Sentimental Journey by Laurence Sterne:

woman, that could the traces be ever worn out of her brain, and those of Eliza out of mine, she should NOT ONLY EAT OF MY BREAD AND DRINK OF MY OWN CUP, but Maria should lie in my bosom, and be unto me as a daughter.

Adieu, poor luckless maiden! - Imbibe the oil and wine which the compassion of a stranger, as he journeyeth on his way, now pours into thy wounds; - the Being, who has twice bruised thee, can only bind them up for ever.

THE BOURBONNNOIS.

THERE was nothing from which I had painted out for my self so joyous a riot of the affections, as in this journey in the vintage,

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Common Sense by Thomas Paine:

to its engagements? Another parliament, nay, even the present, may hereafter repeal the obligation, on the pretense, of its being violently obtained, or unwisely granted; and in that case, Where is our redress?--No going to law with nations; cannon are the barristers of Crowns; and the sword, not of justice, but of war, decides the suit. To be on the footing of sixty-three, it is not sufficient, that the laws only be put on the same state, but, that our circumstances, likewise, be put on the same state; Our burnt and destroyed towns repaired or built up, our private losses made good, our public debts (contracted for defence) discharged; otherwise, we shall be millions


Common Sense
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Cousin Pons by Honore de Balzac:

the more for fearing her. To kill a relative of whom you are tired, is something; but to inherit his property afterwards--that is a real pleasure!"

"But the old gentleman has a horror of his relatives. He says over and over again that these people--M. Cardot, M. Berthier, and the rest of them (I can't remember their names)--have crushed him as a tumbril cart crushes an egg--"

"Have you a mind to be crushed too?"

"Oh dear! oh dear!" cried La Cibot. "Ah! Ma'am Fontaine was right when she said that I should meet with difficulties: still, she said that I should succeed--"