Chess Demands Total Concentration

I Don't Like To Dwell On The Past. I'm Interested In Fischerandom Now, I Am Working On A New Clock, I'm Trying To Make Chess A More Exciting Game Today. I Am Not Interested In Sitting In My Rocking Chair Thinking What I Did 10, 20 Or 30 Years Ago.

I Usually Never Stay At The Board After A Game. Especially Against Spassky. I Made A Dumb Suggestion And He Refuted It Instantly! I Know I'm Going To Have To Play Him Some Day And It Was Really Stupid To Look Like Such A Jerk In Front Of Him.

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.

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.

Patzer Sees A Check, Gives A Check.