Freebsd Fortunes 6

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.

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

Today is the first day of the rest of your lossage.