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Today's Stichomancy for Michelle Yeoh

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from King Henry VI by William Shakespeare:

The manner of thy vile outrageous crimes, That therefore I have forged, or am not able Verbatim to rehearse the method of my pen: No, prelate; such is thy audacious wickedness, Thy lewd, pestiferous and dissentious pranks, As very infants prattle of thy pride. Thou art a most pernicious usurer, Froward by nature, enemy to peace; Lascivious, wanton, more than well beseems A man of thy profession and degree; And for thy treachery, what's more manifest

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Adventure by Jack London:

first fans of the land breeze that was even then beginning to blow, weighing, thinking, measuring, gauging the score or more of ever- shifting forces, through which, by which, and in spite of which he directed the steady equilibrium of his course. She knew it because she loved it, and she was alive to it as only a sailor could be.

Twice she heard the splash of the lead, and listened intently for the cry that followed. Once a man's voice spoke, low, imperative, issuing an order, and she thrilled with the delight of it. It was only a direction to the man at the wheel to port his helm. She watched the slight altering of the course, and knew that it was for the purpose of enabling the flat-hauled sails to catch those first

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde:

demande! C'est bien la fille de sa mere! [Le premier soldat s'approche. Herodias prend de la main du tetrarque la bague de la mort et la donne au soldat qui l'apporte immediatement au bourreau. Le bourreau a l'air effare.] Qui a pris ma bague? Il y avait une bague e ma main droite. Qui a bu mon vin! Il y avait du vin dans ma coupe. Elle etait pleine de vin. Quelqu'un l'a bu? Oh! je suis sur qu'il va arriver un malheur e quelqu'un. [Le bourreau descend dans la citerne.] Ah! pourquoi ai-je donne ma parole? Les rois ne doivent jamais donner leur parole. S'ils ne la gardent pas, c'est terrible. S'ils la gardent, c'est terrible aussi . . .

HERODIAS. Je trouve que ma fille a bien fait.