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My Favorite Chess Comments...

My favorite chess quotes:
"Remember, that good moves come from intelligence and not from memory!"

Alberic O'Kelly


"In order to create a work of art a player needs time. And that is only possible in the classical time controls. If you remove the beauty and deepness of chess it becomes a circus act."

Vladimir Kramnik


"Blitz kill ideas."


Bobby Fischer


"Chess is mental masturbation."


Bobby Fischer


"I think it's almost clear now that the game is drawn theoretically."

Bobby Fischer


"Lose with grace and resign in a timely manner. If you are a lot of material down and don't have sufficient compensation, it is time to lay down your arms. This way you show your respect for both chess and your opponent."

Svetlana Matveeva


"Players who are devoted to certain opening systems know how unpleasant it can be to play against oneself in the purely psychological sense."

Efim Geller


"The better player will win with either color, but it takes longer with Black."

Larry Evans


"I love all positions. Give me a difficult positional game, I will play it. Give me a bad position, I will defend it. Openings, endgames, complicated positions, dull draws, I love them and I will do my very best. But totally won positions, I cannot stand them."

Hein Donner, 'Clubblad DD', 1950


"The fact that the 7 hours time control allows us to play a great deep game is not of great importance for mass-media."

Alexei Shirov, 2000, open letter to the FIDE


"Who are the best fast chess players in the world? The best slow players. So how did Kasparov, Kramnik, Anand, etc. get to be the best fast players in the world, by playing slow or playing fast? The answer is by playing slow, so you should too if you really wish to improve."

Dan Heisman

Dedicated to the Greatest Indian Sportsman Ever...
One who stands out for me as an inspiration... Hey.. Stop losing to the weakest player in the line up...

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