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Today's Stichomancy for Natalie Portman

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs:

had not entered the capital, and much of that period had been spent in Paris. Only within the past fortnight had she returned to Lutha.

In the middle of the morning her reveries were inter- rupted by the entrance of a servant bearing a message. She had to read it twice before she could realize its purport; though it was plainly worded--the shock of it had stunned her. It was dated at Lustadt and signed by one of the palace functionaries:

Prince von der Tann has suffered a slight stroke. Do not be alarmed, but come at once. The two troopers


The Mad King
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Intentions by Oscar Wilde:

called it. Of course I had to look at it. She is one of those absurdly pretty Philistines to whom one can deny nothing. And what was it? It was simply a very second-rate Turner, a Turner of a bad period, with all the painter's worst faults exaggerated and over- emphasised. Of course, I am quite ready to admit that Life very often commits the same error. She produces her false Renes and her sham Vautrins, just as Nature gives us, on one day a doubtful Cuyp, and on another a more than questionable Rousseau. Still, Nature irritates one more when she does things of that kind. It seems so stupid, so obvious, so unnecessary. A false Vautrin might be delightful. A doubtful Cuyp is unbearable. However, I don't want

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Polly of the Circus by Margaret Mayo:

to their future behaviour to calm her, and now they had again disobeyed her. It would be a great relief when to-night's ordeal was over.

Jim watched Polly uneasily as she came from the dressing tent and stopped to gaze at the nearby church steeple. The incongruity of the slang, that soon came from her delicately formed lips, was lost upon him as she turned her eyes toward him.

"Say, Jim," she said, with a Western drawl, "them's a funny lot of guys what goes to them church places, ain't they?"

"Most everybody has got some kind of a bug," Jim assented; "I guess they don't do much harm."