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Today's Stichomancy for Sean Connery

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Man against the Sky by Edwin Arlington Robinson:

There may be nothing kinder for him here Than shafts and agonies; And under these He may cry out and stay on horribly; Or, seeing in death too small a thing to fear, He may go forward like a stoic Roman Where pangs and terrors in his pathway lie, -- Or, seizing the swift logic of a woman, Curse God and die.

Or maybe there, like many another one Who might have stood aloft and looked ahead,

The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Gobseck by Honore de Balzac:

voice. Following the example of Fontenelle, he was thrifty of pulse- strokes, and concentrated all human sensibility in the innermost sanctuary of Self.

"His life flowed soundless as the sands of an hour-glass. His victims sometimes flew into a rage and made a great deal of noise, followed by a great silence; so is it in a kitchen after a fowl's neck has been wrung.

"Toward evening this bill of exchange incarnate would assume ordinary human shape, and his metals were metamorphosed into a human heart. When he was satisfied with his day's business, he would rub his hands; his inward glee would escape like smoke through every rift and wrinkle


Gobseck
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass: An American Slave by Frederick Douglass:

a determination to be free. The gratification af- forded by the triumph was a full compensation for whatever else might follow, even death itself. He only can understand the deep satisfaction which I experienced, who has himself repelled by force the bloody arm of slavery. I felt as I never felt before. It was a glorious resurrection, from the tomb of slavery, to the heaven of freedom. My long-crushed spirit rose, cowardice departed, bold defiance took its place; and I now resolved that, however long I might remain a slave in form, the day had passed


The Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass: An American Slave