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no matter how simple the subject, his brain labored heavily but retained nothing.
Like all headstrong types, Czentovic had no sense of the ridiculous; ever since his triumph in the world tournament, he considered himself the most important man in the world, and the awareness that he had beaten all these clever, intellectual, brilliant speakers and writers on their own ground, and above all the evident fact that he made more money than they did, transformed his original lack of self-confidence into a cold pride that for the most part he did not trouble to hide.
isn’t it damn easy to think you’re a great man if you aren’t troubled by the slightest notion that a Rembrandt, Beethoven, Dante, or Napoleon ever existed?
The more one limits oneself, the closer one is to the infinite; these
When he senses an educated person he crawls into his shell.
He was unable to lose without immediately demanding a return match.
nothingness was everywhere around me all the time, a completely dimensionless and timeless void.
I tried to formulate what I should have said if I had been smarter and what I should say next time
It all seemed to me like a kind of mathematical code, to which I lacked the key.
My awful situation was forcing me to at least try to divide myself into a Black Me and a White Me in order not to be crushed by the horrendous nothingness around me.”
