| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 2 | 709 | "Winning and losing," he had said, "do not matter. |
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| 2 | 706 | He would View more quotes about often">often ponder a board for hours, by himself, searching for a supreme combination. |
| 2 | 707 | "It eludes me," he would say. |
| 2 | 708 | Once he had been bested by Sabo of Turia, at the Tharna tournaments, and he had wept with joy and embraced the victor, thanking him for letting him participate in such a beautiful game. |
| 2 | 709 | "Winning and losing," he had said, "do not matter. |
| 2 | 710 | What matters is the game, and the beauty". |
| 2 | 711 | Men had thought him mad. |
| 2 | 712 | "I had rather be remembered as the loser in one beautiful game," he said, "then as the winner in a thousand flawed masterpieces". |