Chess is one of the few arts where composition takes place simultaneously with performance

I've met enough KGB colonels in my life.

If you wish to succeed, you must brave the risk of failure.

A grandmaster needs to retain thousands of games in his head, for games are to him what the words of their mother tongue are to ordinary people, or notes or scores to musicians.

It was not about losing my mental power; it's about not feeling good about my contribution to the game.

I think Russians today have a distorted picture of capitalism, liberal democracy and market economy.

Losing can persuade you to change what doesn't need to be changed, and winning can convince you everything is fine even if you are on the brink of disaster.

At the end of the day, it's all about money.

Excelling at chess has long been considered a symbol of more general intelligence. That is an incorrect assumption in my view, as pleasant as it might be.

Chess helps you to concentrate, improve your logic. It teaches you to play by the rules and take responsibility for your actions, how to problem solve in an uncertain environment.

When I was preparing for one term's work in the Botvinnik school I had to spend a lot of time on king and pawn endings. So when I came to a tricky position in my own games I knew the winning method.

I tried to blink back the tears that just kept coming. Eventually, I gave up and let my sight be obscured.

What we think and love persistently will be what we become.

Circumstance points to deeper meaning.

As one went to Europe to see the living past, so one must visit Southern California to observe the future.

Certainly there are worse sins than doing everything possible to make your presidency matter.

According to The New York Times, the mob has now gotten into Medicare fraud. But the good news is, when they do break your legs there's a good chance you're covered.

I don't really think kids care much these days - they just tell you to f*** off.

I stand for truth. Truth will never ally itself with falsehood. Even if all the world should be against me, Truth must prevail in the end.

Eternity was in our lips and eyes, Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor But was a race of heaven.