My mother speaks of my step being a source of life-long pain to her, that it is a living death, etc. By the same post I had several letters from anxious relatives, telling me that it was my duty to come home and thus ease my mother's anxiety.
“Some people think that if their opponent plays a beautiful game, it's okay to lose. I don't. You have to be merciless.”
“I'm thinking to myself, I just love doing the art, it takes me a morning to do.”