All My Games Are Real

When I Was Eleven, I Just Got Good.

There Are Tough Players And Nice Guys, And I'm A Tough Player

Sometimes Girls Write Me. One Girl In Yugoslavia Sent Me A Whole Slew Of Love Letters. I Don't Know How She Got My Address. She Was In A Crowd Watching Me Play. She Says When I Left There The Stars Fell Out Of The Sky Over Yugoslavia, Or Something Like That.

You Know I'm Finished With The Old Chess Because It's All Just A Lot Of Book And Memorization You Know.

Concentrate On Material Gains. Whatever Your Opponent Gives You Take, Unless You See A Good Reason Not To.