Chess is war over the board. The object is to crush the opponents mind.

I can remember times coming home from a chess club at four in the morning when I was half asleep and half dead and forcing myself to pray an hour and study an hour. You know, I was half out of my mind-stoned almost.

I don't care! I don't have to show anybody my games just because they're a big shot!

I could give any woman in the world a piece and a move; to Gaprindashvili even, a knight.

I don't believe in psychology. I believe in good moves

As Olafsson showed me, White can win... It's hard to believe. I stayed up all night analysing, finally convicing myself, and, incidentally, learning a lot about Rook and Pawn endings in the process.

There's no one alive I can't beat.