Well, I kind of split my life into two pieces. One was where my chess career lies. There, I kept my sanity, so to speak, and my logic. And the other was my religious life. I tried to apply what I learned in the church to my chess career too. But I still was studying chess. I wasn't just "trusting in God" to give me the moves.

Normally we'd draw the curtain here, but I just wanted to see what he'd play next.

I hate ready-made suits, button-down collars, and sports shirts.

There was open collusion between the Russian players. They agreed ahead of time to draw the games they played against each other. Every time they drew they gave each other half a point.

It's little quirks like this that could make life difficult for a chess machine.

I studied that first Karpov-Kasparov match for a year and a half before I cracked it, what they were doing, and discovered that it was all prearranged move-by-move. There's no doubt of it in my mind.

I don't keep any close friends. I don't keep any secrets. I don't need friends. I just tell everybody everything, that's all.