Dreams Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov

Genius is an African who dreams up snow.

— Vladimir Nabokov

“I can only explain my behaviour then by the mechanism of that dream vacuum wherein revolves a deranged mind.”

— Vladimir Nabokov

“Tenderness rounds out true triumph, gentleness lubricates genuine liberation: emotions that are not diagnostic of glory or passion in dreams.”

— Vladimir Nabokov

I don't want an elderly gentleman from Vienna with an umbrella inflicting his dreams upon me.

— Vladimir Nabokov

...in my dreams the world would come alive, becoming so captivatingly majestic, free and ethereal, that afterwards it would be oppressive to…

— Vladimir Nabokov

Just like a man grieving because he has recently lost in his dreams some thing that he had never had in reality,…

— Vladimir Nabokov

I am surrounded by some sort of wretched specters, not by people. They torment me as can torment only senseless visions, bad…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“There can be no emblem or parable in a village idiot's hallucinations or in last night's dream of any of us in…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“Next morning, his nose still in the dreambag of a deep pillow contributed to his otherwise austere bed by sweet Blanche (with…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“I am not concerned with the moron, the ordinary hairless ape, who takes everything in his stride; his only childhood memory is…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“It is desirable that the inmate should not have at all, or if he does, should immediately himself suppress nocturnal dreams whose…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“It was then that I sprang my surprise. Oh, what a dreamy pet! She walked up to the open suitcase as if…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“But then I have long since grown accustomed to the thought that what we call dreams is semi-reality, the promise of reality,…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“Golden haze, puffy bedquilt. Another awakening, but perhaps not yet the final one. This occurs not infrequently: You come to, and see…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“As happens in dreams, when a perfectly harmless object inspires us with fear and thereafter is frightening every time we dream of…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“When that slow-motion, silent explosion of love takes place in me, unfolding its melting fringes and overwhelming me with the sense of…

— Vladimir Nabokov

“Whenever in my dreams I see the dead, they always appear silent, bothered, strangely depressed, quite unlike their dear, bright selves. I…

— Vladimir Nabokov