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Today's Stichomancy for Woody Allen

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Salome by Oscar Wilde:

LE CAPPADOCIEN. Dans mon pays il n'y a pas de dieux e present, les Romains les ont chasses. Il y en a qui disent qu'ils se sont refugies dans les montagnes, mais je ne le crois pas. Moi, j'ai passe trois nuits sur les montagnes les cherchant partout. Je ne les ai pas trouves. Enfin, je les ai appeles par leurs noms et ils n'ont pas paru. Je pense qu'ils sont morts.

PREMIER SOLDAT. Les Juifs adorent un Dieu qu'on ne peut pas voir.

LE CAPPADOCIEN. Je ne peux pas comprendre cela.

PREMIER SOLDAT. Enfin, ils ne croient qu'aux choses qu'on ne peut pas voir.

LE CAPPADOCIEN. Cela me semble absolument ridicule.

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Walking by Henry David Thoreau:

disturbance into account.

"Than longen folk to gon on pilgrimages, And palmeres for to seken strange strondes."

Every sunset which I witness inspires me with the desire to go to a West as distant and as fair as that into which the sun goes down. He appears to migrate westward daily, and tempt us to follow him. He is the Great Western Pioneer whom the nations follow. We dream all night of those mountain-ridges in the horizon, though they may be of vapor only, which were last gilded by his rays. The island of Atlantis, and the islands and gardens of the Hesperides, a sort of terrestrial paradise, appear to have

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Country of the Pointed Firs by Sarah Orne Jewett:

were soon exhausted by the steep hills and his discernment of a long expedition ahead. We toiled slowly along. Mrs. Blackett and I sat together, and Mrs. Todd sat alone in front with much majesty and the large basket of provisions. Part of the way the road was shaded by thick woods, but we also passed one farmhouse after another on the high uplands, which we all three regarded with deep interest, the house itself and the barns and garden-spots and poultry all having to suffer an inspection of the shrewdest sort. This was a highway quite new to me; in fact, most of my journeys with Mrs. Todd had been made afoot and between the roads, in open pasturelands. My friends stopped several times for brief dooryard