A Queen's sacrifice, even when fairly obvious, always rejoices the heart of the chess-lover.

Tactics is knowing what to do when there is something to do. Strategy is knowing what to do when there is nothing to do.

I talk to myself because I like dealing with a better class of people.

No one ever won a game by resigning.

The winner is the one who makes the next-to-last mistake.

Seize the outpost K5 with your knight, and you can go to sleep. Checkmate will come by itself.

The ability to create and to control the tension of battle is perhaps the principal attainment of the great player.

To avoid losing a piece, many a person has lost the game

A Chess game is divided into three stages: the first, when you hope you have the advantage, the second when you believe you have an advantage, and the third... when you know you're going to lose!

The tactician must know what to do whenever something needs doing; the strategist must know what to do when nothing needs doing

The mistakes are there, waiting to be made

Tell me you love me Emma. Even if you don't mean it."-Julian Blackthorn

I have a strong temperament, but our country needs a strong temperament.

And if ye cannot be saints of knowledge, then, I pray you, be at least its warriors. They are the companions and forerunners of such saintship.

The intellectual imagination! With me all or not at all. NON SERVIAM!

Quips and Cranks and wanton Wiles, Nods and Becks and wreathèd Smiles.

I began thinking about the idea of a 24 hour concert. What if you tied songs to certain hours of the day - creating a 24 hour world of lyric and melody. So that was the inspiration for this project.

Laughter, while it lasts, slackens and unbraces the mind, weakens the faculties, and causes a kind of remissness and dissolution in all the powers of the soul.

Too few accomplish twice as much as too many.

All the great organizations have great managers at all levels who recognize where their culture is getting stronger and where it is getting weaker. There are always reasons why.

Cities and Thrones and Powers Stand in Time's eye, Almost as long as flowers, Which daily die