When I Was Eleven, I Just Got

I Would Rather Be Free In My Mind, And Be Locked Up In A Prison Cell, Than To Be A Coward And Not Be Able To Say What I Want.

I Was Going To Do A Book About The First Prearranged Karpov-kasparov Match, '84-'85. But The God-damn Jews Have Stolen My Entire File On That.

I Could Give Any Woman In The World A Piece And A Move; To Gaprindashvili Even, A Knight.

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.

If You Have Seen One Alekhine Game You've Seen Them All.