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Today's Stichomancy for Stephen Hawking

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from On Revenues by Xenophon:

enemy to advance from some such point to attack the mines, he cannot avoid passing Athens; and presuming his force to be small, we may expect him to be annihilated by our cavalry and frontier police.[61] I say, presuming his force to be small, since to march with anything like a large force, and thereby leave his own territory denuded of troops, would be a startling achievement. Why, the fortified city of Athens will be much closer the states of the attacking parties than they themselves will be by the time they have got to the mines. But, for the sake of argument, let us suppose an enemy to have arrived in the neighbourhood of Laurium; how is he going to stop there without provisions? To go out in search of supplies with a detachment of his

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Venus and Adonis by William Shakespeare:

Tells him of trophies, statues, tombs; and stories His victories, his triumphs, and his glories.

'O Jove!' quoth she, 'how much a fool was I, To be of such a weak and silly mind 1016 To wail his death who lives and must not die Till mutual overthrow of mortal kind; For he being dead, with him is beauty slain, And, beauty dead, black chaos comes again. 1020

'Fie, fie, fond love! thou art so full of fear As one with treasure laden, hemm'd with thieves Trifles, unwitnessed with eye or ear,

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Age of Innocence by Edith Wharton:

the inauguration of the new galleries at the Metropolitan Museum, and the spectacle of those great spaces crowded with the spoils of the ages, where the throng of fashion circulated through a series of scientifically catalogued treasures, had suddenly pressed on a rusted spring of memory.

"Why, this used to be one of the old Cesnola rooms," he heard some one say; and instantly everything about him vanished, and he was sitting alone on a hard leather divan against a radiator, while a slight figure in a long sealskin cloak moved away down the meagrely-