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Today's Stichomancy for Richard Branson

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Touchstone by Edith Wharton:

of misery, that he had betrayed his friend anew.

When, that afternoon, he reached home earlier than usual, Alexa's drawing-room was full of a gayety that overflowed to the stairs. Flamel, for a wonder, was not there; but Dresham and young Hartly, grouped about the tea-table, were receiving with resonant mirth a narrative delivered in the fluttered staccato that made Mrs. Armiger's conversation like the ejaculations of a startled aviary.

She paused as Glennard entered, and he had time to notice that his wife, who was busied about the tea-tray, had not joined in the laughter of the men.

"Oh, go on, go on," young Hartly rapturously groaned; and Mrs.

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Far From the Madding Crowd by Thomas Hardy:

"Then curse him; and curse him!" said Boldwood, breaking into a whispered fury." Whilst I would have given worlds to touch your hand, you have let a rake come in without right or ceremony and -- kiss you! Heaven's mercy -- kiss you! ... Ah, a time of his life shall come when he will have to repent, and think wretchedly of the pain he has caused another man; and then may he ache, and wish, and curse, and yearn -- as I do now!" "Don't, don't, O, don't pray down evil upon him!" she implored in a miserable cry. "Anything but that -- anything. O, be kind to him, sir, for I love him true ."


Far From the Madding Crowd
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey:

money cuts no ice 'round this camp. We've a big deal. We need a smart young feller. There's always some little irregularities about these big timber deals out West. But you'll wear blinkers, an' make some money while you're studyin' forestry. See?"

"Irregularities? What kind of irregularities?"

For the life of me I could not keep a little scorn out of my question. Buell slowly put the bills in his pocket while his eyes searched; I could not control my rising temper.

"You mean you want to fix me?"

He made no answer, and his face stiffened.

"You mean you want to buy my silence, shut my mouth about this lumber


The Young Forester