Life/ Chess

If you can associate CHESS an Life, how would you view and make the two coincide? My opinion, In my Life, its a move at a time. If not playing a person rather, im challenging LIFE itself..obstacles that life throw and the ones that i actually put there myself, due to living to fast and not looking, or just losing focus of the main purpose..Succeeding!..I learn a lot from a person just by playing a game of chess with them (provided they know the game) and i can tell where they are one who likes to steal, (have things for free) or are they one who is determined and consitant!..Chess, the only game where life and a board game have such strong simularites. 

"What is chess?  What is life?"  Forgot who said that, but it stuck with me for many years.  Very true.

Life my friend is a series of choices in the process of being made daily. A battlefeild for some that have to face bad moves, and mistakes. A challenge for those who understand the dynamics of the game, and an addiction for the living, for even the roach will run for his life!

http://www.chess.com/news/life-is-like-chess-6846

Nuff said.

Chess is like a box of chocolates -

Actually, never mind the pieces. As I develop I'd start eating the empty squares on my 1st rank. No queening squares for opposition pawns...

Hmm...  might those be liqueur filled?   

I don't like those foil-wrapped chocolate pieces like coins and kisses.  No matter how careful I am and how long I spend closely examining the unwrapped piece of chocolate, I always seem to somehow overlook some tiny piece of foil that goes straight to one of my fillings as soon as I start chewing.  ZANGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!

That happened to me too, a piece of foil got suck in a cavity.

After that, for months, whenever I faced east, I picked up Radio Jakaranda in my head. It was terrible, they play Brian Adams and Shania Twain incessantly :(

I think I would have concluded I was dead and relegated to one of Dante's inner circles.

Chess is merely a reflection of the struggle of life. We head out, onto the battlefield of life, marching towards the center squares of our destiny. Suddenly, we are attacked or forked by the Knight of fate. We marshall our strength and our inner forces and fight back. Those with the insight to see a move or two into the future prosper, while those who don't topple like a checkmated King...

Life/chess = pi

You could make a whole meal in chess pieces. The pawns would be appetizers, they get snapped up first. The bishops and knights would be the first course, the rooks and queen the second course. The king would be dessert.

very well spoken. i like your insight and the way you put that statement..

But what if my opponent doesn't resign and keeps dragging on, moving at the last moment every time in a 1 move per 14 days game. Will I die of starvation?

And moreover, what do I have to drink with that?

Never for...nicate?