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Today's Stichomancy for Galileo Galilei

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

And I am sent to tell his majesty That even now he cries aloud for him.

QUEEN. Go tell this heavy message to the king.--

[Exit Vaux.]

Ay me! what is this world! what news are these! But wherefore grieve I at an hour's poor loss, Omitting Suffolk's exile, my soul's treasure? Why only, Suffolk, mourn I not for thee, And with the southern clouds contend in tears, Theirs for the earth's increase, mine for my sorrows?

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Master Key by L. Frank Baum:

at the thought that he had caused his dear mother so much suffering.

"Where is she, Nell?" he asked, brokenly.

"In her room. Come; I'll take you to her."

Rob followed with beating heart, and soon was clasped close to his mother's breast.

"Oh, my boy--my dear boy!" she murmured, and then for very joy and love she was unable to say more, but held him tight and stroked his hair gently and kissed him again and again.

Rob said little, except to promise that he would never again leave home without her full consent and knowledge. But in his mind he contrasted the love and comfort that now surrounded him with the


The Master Key
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Where There's A Will by Mary Roberts Rinehart:

Summers smiling a sort of crooked grin at Mr. Dick.

"I ought to be very angry with your husband," she said. "I-- well, I never expected him to marry without my being among those present. But since he has done it--! Dick, you wretched boy, you took advantage of my being laid up with the mumps!"

"Mumps!" Mrs. Dick said. "Why, he has just had them himself!" She looked around the circle suspiciously, and every one of us looked as guilty as if he had been caught with the mumps concealed around him somewhere.

"I didn't have real mumps," Mr. Dick explained. "It was only-- er--a swelling."