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Today's Stichomancy for Ron Howard

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Voyage Out by Virginia Woolf:

"Nothing would surprise me. Even that dreadful flying man we met at the dance--even Mr. Dalloway--even--"

"I advise you to be circumspect," said Ridley. "There's Willoughby, remember--Willoughby"; he pointed at a letter.

Helen looked with a sigh at an envelope which lay upon her dressing-table. Yes, there lay Willoughby, curt, inexpressive, perpetually jocular, robbing a whole continent of mystery, enquiring after his daughter's manners and morals--hoping she wasn't a bore, and bidding them pack her off to him on board the very next ship if she were-- and then grateful and affectionate with suppressed emotion, and then half a page about his own triumphs over wretched little

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

interest which is traditionally ascribed to women. So, when common sense, the law of social proprieties, family interest--all the mixed elements which, since the Restoration, have been dignified by the mane of Public Morals, out of sheer aversion to the name of the Catholic religion--where this is seconded by a sense of insults a little too offensive; when the fatigue of constant self-sacrifice has almost reached the point of exhaustion; and when, under these circumstances, a too cruel blow--one of those mean acts which a man never lets a woman know of unless he believes himself to be her assured master-- puts the crowning touch to her revulsion and disenchantment, the moment has come for the intervention of the friend who undertakes the

The Muse of the Department
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle:

queen's palace, and I never saw them again.

"But misfortune, like death, comes upon the young as well as the old. You yourself have had trouble, or else I am mistaken. Tell me what lies upon your heart, my son, for the talking of it makes the burthen lighter."

The prince did as the old man bade him, and told all of his story; and so they sat talking and talking until far into the night, and the old man grew fonder and fonder of the prince the more he saw of him. So the end of the matter was that he asked the prince to live with him as his son, seeing that the young man had now no father and he no children, and the prince consented