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Today's Stichomancy for P Diddy

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Secrets of the Princesse de Cadignan by Honore de Balzac:

of gravity (for he was now thirty-eight), he still preserved a flower of youth, due to the sober and ascetic life which he had led. Like all men of sedentary habits, and statesmen, he had acquired a certainly reasonable embonpoint. When very young, he bore some resemblance to Bonaparte; and the likeness still continued, as much as a man with black eyes and thick, dark hair could resemble a sovereign with blue eyes and scanty, chestnut hair. But whatever there once was of ardent and noble ambition in the great author's eyes had been somewhat quenched by successes. The thoughts with which that brow once teemed had flowered; the lines of the hollow face were filling out. Ease now spread its golden tints where, in youth, poverty had laid the yellow

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

[Exit Cromwell and the Lieutenant.]

GARDINER. His guilty conscience makes him rave, my Lord.

NORFOLK. Aye, let him talk; his time is short enough.

GARDINER. My Lord of Bedford, come; you weep for him, That would not shed half a tear for you.

BEDFORD. It grieves me for to see his sudden fall.

GARDINER.

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Message by Honore de Balzac:

to me by an entire stranger; but this commission is a sort of sacred trust, a secret of which I have no power to dispose. From the high idea of your character which he gave me, I felt sure that you would not oppose me in the fulfilment of a dying request. Mme. la Comtesse will be at liberty to break the silence which is imposed upon me."

At this eulogy, the Count swung his head very amiably, responded with a tolerably involved compliment, and finally left me a free field. We returned to the house. The bell rang, and I was invited to dinner. As we came up to the house, a grave and silent couple, Juliette stole a glance at us. Not a little surprised to find her