There is no remorse like a remorse of chess. It is a curse upon man. There is no happiness in chess.

You are not mechanics, you are warriors. You have been trained, not to think, but to do.

Every time I see an adult on a bicycle, I no longer despair for the future of the human race.

We must end war before war ends us.

The only true measure of success is the ratio between what we might have done and what we might have been on the one hand, and the thing we have made and the things we have made of ourselves on the other.

I hope, or I could not live.

Is it any wonder that to this day this Galilean is too much for our small hearts?