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Today's Stichomancy for Martin Scorsese

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Reign of King Edward the Third by William Shakespeare:

[Kisses him.]

For inward passion will not let me speak.

PRINCE EDWARD. My gracious father, here receive the gift.

[Presenting him with King John's crown.]

This wreath of conquest and reward of war, Got with as mickle peril of our lives, As ere was thing of price before this day; Install your highness in your proper right: And, herewithall, I render to your hands These prisoners, chief occasion of our strife.

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

my Businesse

Ham. Sir, I cannot

Guild. What, my Lord? Ham. Make you a wholsome answere: my wits diseas'd. But sir, such answers as I can make, you shal command: or rather you say, my Mother: therfore no more but to the matter. My Mother you say

Rosin. Then thus she sayes: your behauior hath stroke her into amazement, and admiration

Ham. Oh wonderfull Sonne, that can so astonish a Mother. But is there no sequell at the heeles of this Mothers


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

"But it was partly his own fault," the coachman said to me.

At La Charite, I executed the poor fellow's dying wishes. His mother was away from home, which in a manner was fortunate for me. Nevertheless, I had to assuage the grief of an old woman- servant, who staggered back at the tidings of her young master's death, and sank half-dead into a chair when she saw the blood- stained key. But I had another and more dreadful sorrow to think of, the sorrow of a woman who had lost her last love; so I left the old woman to her prosopopeia, and carried off the precious correspondence, carefully sealed by my friend of the day.

The Countess' chateau was some eight leagues beyond Moulins, and