Literature is invention. Fiction is fiction. To call a story a true story is an insult to both truth and art. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Only talent interests me in paintings and books. Not general ideas, but the individual contribution. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“When I hear a critic speaking of an author’s sincerity I know that either the critic or the author is a fool” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Thus, in pornographic novels, action has to be limited to the copulation of clichés. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“It is childish to study a work of fiction in order to gain information about a country or about a social class… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“The theme of the book is simple: a man is dying: you feel him sinking throughout the book; his thought and his… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Many accepted authors simply do not exist for me. Their names are engraved on empty graves, their books are dummies, they are… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Literature, real literature, must not be gulped down like some potion which may be good for the heart or good for the… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“The day, a compunctious Sunday after a week of blizzards, had been part jewel, part mud. In the midst of my usual… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“No matter how many times we read "King Lear," never shall we find the good king banging his tankard in high revelry,… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
We had been everywhere. We had really seen nothing. And I catch myself thinking today that our long journey had only defiled… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Stilletos of a frozen stillicide [...] In the lovely line heading this comment the reader should note the last word. My dictionary… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Speaking of novels,’ I said, ‘you remember we decided once, you, your husband and I, that Proust’s rough masterpiece was a huge,… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“...under no circumstances would he [Humbert Humbert] have interfered with the innocence of a child, if there was the least risk of a row.” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“Ami azt illeti, Vannak kezdtek nagyon tetszeni a fák is, a csodák is meg az Adák is.” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
We live not only in a world of thoughts, but also in a world of things. Words without experience are meaningless. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“It isn’t possible. I cannot imagine it. Come on over here, you foolish little doe, and tell me on what day I shall die.” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“Precautions to be taken in the case Of freak reincarnation: what to do On suddenly discovering that you Are now a young and vulnerable… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“It is indeed a tricky name. It is often misspelt, because the eye tends to regard the "a" of the first syllable as a… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“(T)here exist friendships which develop their own inner duration, their own eons of transparent time.” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share