Now my only income is a few royalty cheques from my books.

The Russians have held my title for ten years and they're going to be in for it when I win the Championship. They're going to have to wait and play under my conditions.

I hope the Icelandic government grants me political asylum.

I play honestly and I play to win. If I lose, I take my medicine.

I love the game - and I hate the Russians because they've almost ruined it. They only risk the title when they have to, every three years. They play for draws with each other but play to win against the Western masters. Draws make for dull chess, wins make for fighting chess.

Chess is a matter of delicate judgement, knowing when to punch and how to duck.

My opponents make good moves too. Sometimes I don't take these things into consideration