If the opponent offers keen play I don't object; but in such cases I get less satisfaction, even if I win, than from a game conducted according to all the rules of strategy with its ruthless logic.

I lost the match. I blame only myself for this. There were many opportunities to win. But I missed them, no one else.

I didn't picture myself as even a grandmaster, to say nothing of aspiring to the chess crown. This was not because I was timid - I wasn't - but because I simply lived in one world, and the grandmasters existed in a completely different one. People like that were not really even people, but like gods or mythical heroes.

Chess is everything: art, science, and sport.

The ideal in chess can only be a collective image, but in my opinion it is Capablanca who most closely approaches this.