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Today's Stichomancy for Sharon Stone

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Start in Life by Honore de Balzac:

officers of artillery?" said the count, slyly.

"And you believed that artillery officer?" said Mistigris, as slyly to the count.

"Is that all?" asked Oscar.

"Of course he can't tell you that they cut his head off,--how could he?" said Mistigris. "'Dead schinners tell no tales.'"

"Monsieur, are there farms in that country?" asked Pere Leger. "What do they cultivate?"

"Maraschino," replied Mistigris,--"a plant that grows to the height of the lips, and produces a liqueur which goes by that name."

"Ah!" said Pere Leger.

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Main Street by Sinclair Lewis:

and Professor Mott, the superintendent of schools, and Guy Pollock, the lawyer--they say he writes regular poetry and-- and Raymie Wutherspoon, he's not such an awful boob when you get to KNOW him, and he sings swell. And---- And there's plenty of others. Lym Cass. Only of course none of them have your finesse, you might call it. But they don't make 'em any more appreciative and so on. Come on! We're ready for you to boss us!"

They sat on the bank below the parapet of the old fort, hidden from observation. He circled her shoulder with his arm. Relaxed after the walk, a chill nipping her throat,

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Talisman by Walter Scott:

constant exercise, he led the knights through chasms and along footpaths where even the light-armed Saracen, with his well- trained barb, was in considerable risk, and where the iron- sheathed European and his over-burdened steed found themselves in such imminent peril as the rider would gladly have exchanged for the dangers of a general action. Glad he was when, at length, after this wild race, he beheld the holy man who had led it standing in front of a cavern, with a large torch in his hand, composed of a piece of wood dipped in bitumen, which cast a broad and flickering light, and emitted a strong sulphureous smell.

Undeterred by the stifling vapour, the knight threw himself from