Freebsd Fortunes 6

To use violence is to already be defeated.
                -- Chinese proverb

To whom the mornings are like nights,
What must the midnights be!
                -- Emily Dickinson (on hacking?)

To write a sonnet you must ruthlessly
strip down your words to naked, willing flesh.
Then bind them to a metaphor or three,
and take by force a satisfying mesh.
Arrange them to your will, each foot in place.
You are the master here, and they the slaves.
Now whip them to maintain a constant pace
and rhythm as they stand in even staves.
A word that strikes no pleasure?  Cast it out!
What use are words that drive not to the heart?
A lazy phrase? Discard it, shrug off doubt,
and choose more docile words to take its part.
A well-trained sonnet lives to entertain,
by making love directly to the brain.

To you I'm an atheist; to God, I'm the loyal opposition.
                -- Woody Allen

Tobacco is a filthy weed,
That from the devil does proceed;
It drains your purse, it burns your clothes,
And makes a chimney of your nose.
                -- B. Waterhouse

TODAY:
        A nice place to visit, but you can't stay here for long.

Today is a good day for information-gathering.
Read someone else's mail file.

Today is a good day to bribe a high-ranking public official.

Today is National Existential Ennui Awareness Day.

Today is the first day of the rest of the mess.