Life is too short for chess.
Go let thy less than woman's hand Assume the distaff not the brand.
He makes a solitude, and calls it - peace!
The truly brave are soft of heart and eyes, and feel for what their duty bids them do.
And what is writ is writ - / Would it were worthier!
And if I laugh at any mortal thing, 'Tis that I may not weep.