Deux Fous Gagnent Toujours, Mais

Oh! This Opponent, This Collaborator Against His Will, Whose Notion Of Beauty Always Differs From Yours And Whose Means (strength, Imagination, Technique) Are Often Too Limited To Help You Effectively! What Torment, To Have Your Thinking And Your Phantasy Tied Down By Another Person!

Deux Fous Gagnent Toujours, Mais Trois Fous, Non!

The Infallible Criterion By Which To Distinguish The True From The Would-be Strategist Is The Degree Of Originality Of His Conceptions. It Makes Little Difference Whether This Originality Is Carried To Excess, As Was The Case With Steinitz And Nimzowitsch.

I Have Had To Work Long And Hard To Eradicate The Dangerous Delusion That, In A Bad Position, I Could Always, Or Nearly Always, Conjure Up Some Unexpected Combination To Extricate Me From My Difficulties.

That Which Steinitz Gave To The Theoretical Aspect Of The Game When He Was At His Best Is Very Remote To All Out Home-bred Chess Philosophers, But With His Views On Morphy, Whom He Tries To Discredit Completely, It Is Of Course Impossible To Agree.