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Today's Stichomancy for Lindsay Lohan

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Pair of Blue Eyes by Thomas Hardy:

begun to take for her maxim the undoubted truth that the necessity of continuing faithful to Stephen, without suspicion, dictated a fickle behaviour almost as imperatively as fickleness itself; a fact, however, which would give a startling advantage to the latter quality should it ever appear.

Knight, by one of those inexcusable oversights which will sometimes afflict the best of players, placed his rook in the arms of one of her pawns. It was her first advantage. She looked triumphant--even ruthless.

'By George! what was I thinking of?' said Knight quietly; and then dismissed all concern at his accident.


A Pair of Blue Eyes
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Adieu by Honore de Balzac:

which his friend was passing, was careful not to question or excite him; he was only anxious to reach the chateau, for the change which had taken place in the colonel's features, in fact in his whole person, made him fear for his friend's reason. As soon, therefore, as the carriage had reached the main street of Ile-Adam, he dispatched the footman to the village doctor, so that the colonel was no sooner fairly in his bed at the chateau than the physician was beside him.

"If monsieur had not been many hours without food the shock would have killed him," said the doctor.

After naming the first precautions, the doctor left the room, to prepare, himself, a calming potion. The next day, Monsieur de Sucy was

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Altar of the Dead by Henry James:

"HE was yours in life then, even if for a while he ceased to be. If you forgave him you went back to him. Those whom we've once loved - "

"Are those who can hurt us most," Stransom broke in.

"Ah it's not true - you've NOT forgiven him!" she wailed with a passion that startled him.

He looked at her as never yet. "What was it he did to you?"

"Everything!" Then abruptly she put out her hand in farewell. "Good-bye."

He turned as cold as he had turned that night he read the man's death. "You mean that we meet no more?"