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Today's Stichomancy for Vincent Van Gogh

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Fisherman's Luck by Henry van Dyke:

confections floating on the water, and learned by sharp experience that they do not taste good. The blase trout demand something new, something modern. It is for this reason, I suppose, that an altogether original fly, unheard of, startling, will often do great execution in an over-fished pool.

Certain it is that the art of angling, in settled regions, is growing more dainty and difficult. You must cast a longer, lighter line; you must use finer leaders; you must have your flies dressed on smaller hooks.

And another thing is certain: in many places (described in the ancient volumes) where fish were once abundant, they are now like

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

At all times will you have my power alike? Sleeping or waking must I still prevail, Or will you blame and lay the fault on me? Improvident soldiers! had your watch been good, This sudden mischief never could have fall'n.

CHARLES. Duke of Alencon, this was your default, That, being captain of the watch to-night, Did look no better to that weighty charge.

ALENCON. Had all your quarters been as safely kept

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The White Moll by Frank L. Packard:

darker than the surrounding darkness, a form, moved up there.

The knocking ceased, and now the form seemed to bend down and grope along the floor; and then, an instant later, it began to descend the ladder-like steps - and abruptly Rhoda Gray, too, moved forward. It wasn't Danglar. That was what had instantly taken hold of her mind, and she knew a sudden relief now. The man on the stairs - she could see that it was a man now - though he moved silently, swayed in a grotesquely jerky way as though he were lame. It wasn't Danglar! She would go to any length to track Danglar to his lair; but not here - here in the darkness - here in the garret. Here she was afraid of him with a deadly fear; here alone with him there would