The Russians Have Fixed World Chess.

It's The Fault Of The Chess Players Themselves. I Don't Know What They Used To Be, But Now They're Not The Most Gentlemanly Group. When It Was A Game Played By The Aristocrats It Had More Like You Know Dignity To It. When They Used To Have The Clubs, Like No Women Were Allowed And Everybody Went In Dressed In A Suit, A Tie, Like Gentlemen, You Know. Now, Kids Come Running In Their Sneakers. Even In The Best Chess Club-and They Got Women In There. It's A Social Place And People Are Making Noise, It's A Madhouse.

Nothing Eases Suffering Like Human Touch.

Karpov, Kasparov, Korchnoi Have Absolutely Destroyed Chess By Their Immoral, Unethical, Prearranged Games. These Guys Are Really The Lowest Dogs Around, And If People Knew The Truth About Them, They Would Be Held In More Contempt Than Ben Johnson, The Runner, And They're Going To Know The Truth When I Do This Book!

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.

She And I Just Don't See Eye To Eye Together. She's A Square. She Keeps Telling Me That I'm Too Interested In Chess, That I Should Get Friends Outside Of Chess, You Can't Make A Living From Chess, That I Should Finish High School And All That Nonsense. She Keeps In My Hair And I Don't Like People In My Hair, You Know, So I Had To Get Rid Of Her.