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Today's Stichomancy for Howard Stern

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells:

sunflowers. Her eye met Miss Stanley's understandingly, and she was if anything a trifle more affectionate in her greeting to Ann Veronica. Then Ann Veronica passed on toward the tea in the garden, which was dotted with the elite of Morningside Park society, and there she was pounced upon by Lady Palsworthy and given tea and led about. Across the lawn and hovering indecisively, Ann Veronica saw and immediately affected not to see Mr. Manning, Lady Palsworthy's nephew, a tall young man of seven-and-thirty with a handsome, thoughtful, impassive face, a full black mustache, and a certain heavy luxuriousness of gesture. The party resolved itself for Ann Veronica into a game

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Commentary on the Epistle to the Galatians by Martin Luther:

that they should completely wrap me up in their arguments (they cannot do it), I would rather be wrong and give all credit to Christ alone. Here is Christ. Paul, Christ's apostle, declares that "Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law, being made a curse for us." (Gal. 3:13.) I hear with my own ears that I cannot be saved except by the blood and death of Christ. I conclude, therefore, that it is up to Christ to overcome my sins, and not up to the Law, or my own efforts. If He is the price of my redemption, if He was made sin for my justification, I don't give a care if you quote me a thousand Scripture passages for the righteousness of works against the righteousness of faith. I have the Author and Lord of the Scriptures on my side. I would rather believe Him than all that riffraff of "pious" law-

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lucile by Owen Meredith:

"That I owe these late greetings--for him you are here-- For his sake you seek me--for him, it is clear, You have deign'd at the last to bethink you again Of this long-forgotten existence!" "Eugene!" "Ha! fool that I was!" . . . he went on, . . . "and just now, While you spoke yet, my heart was beginning to grow Almost boyish again, almost sure of ONE friend! Yet this was the meaning of all--this the end! Be it so! There's a sort of slow justice (admit!) In this--that the word that man's finger hath writ