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Today's Stichomancy for Winston Churchill

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from On Horsemanship by Xenophon:

which a horse can perform of his own free will, to the satisfaction of the spectators.

[1] {lampros}. Cf. Isae. xi. 41 ("On the estate of Hagnias"), Lys. xix. 63 ("de Bon. Arist.").

[2] See Berenger, ii. 68.

[3] Lit. "testicles."

There are, indeed, other methods of teaching these arts.[4] Some do so by touching the horse with a switch under the hocks, others employ an attendant to run alongside and strike the horse with a stick under the gaskins. For ourselves, however, far the best method of instruction,[5] as we keep repeating, is to let the horse feel that


On Horsemanship
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Laches by Plato:

say.

SOCRATES: But then, Nicias, courage, according to this new definition of yours, instead of being a part of virtue only, will be all virtue?

NICIAS: It would seem so.

SOCRATES: But we were saying that courage is one of the parts of virtue?

NICIAS: Yes, that was what we were saying.

SOCRATES: And that is in contradiction with our present view?

NICIAS: That appears to be the case.

SOCRATES: Then, Nicias, we have not discovered what courage is.

NICIAS: We have not.

LACHES: And yet, friend Nicias, I imagined that you would have made the

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The War in the Air by H. G. Wells:

run of mishaps. Were the people really so annoyed? Everybody seemed angry with him. No one seemed interested or amused by his arrival. A disproportionate amount of the outcry had the flavour of imprecation--had, indeed a strong flavour of riot. Several greatly uniformed officials in cocked hats struggled in vain to control the crowd. Fists and sticks were shaken. And when Bert saw a man on the outskirts of the crowd run to a haycart and get a brightly pronged pitch-fork, and a blue-clad soldier unbuckle his belt, his rising doubt whether this little town was after all such a good place for a landing became a certainty.

He had clung to the fancy that they would make something of a