"Chess isn’t always competitive. Chess can also be beautiful." But I prefer playing to dominate.

I don’t just make moves. I calculate five steps ahead like a true grandmaster.

My brain treats life like a chessboard.

Sacrificing a piece for long-term advantage? I find this worth it.

Losing makes me angry. I replay the game in my head until I find my mistake.

I attack aggressively, just like Beth’s Sicilian Defense in her final match.

I don’t hesitate to challenge anyone, anywhere, no matter their ranking.

Every problem in life has a strategy, just like an endgame position.

I study my opponent in the opening game, searching for their weaknesses.

I have a signature opening, and I trust it like Beth trusts the Queen’s Gambit.

"It’s an entire world of just 64 squares." And I want to master every single one.

I’d rather spend hours analyzing games than doing anything else.

Chess is about control. If I can control the board, I can control the game.

I see patterns everywhere, like a board waiting to be played.

I respect the rules, but if bending them gives me an advantage, so be it.