My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
A wise reader reads the book of genius not with his heart, not so much with his brain, but with his spine.… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
I should allow only my heart to have imagination; and for the rest rely on memory, that long drawn sunset of one's… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Ada girl, adored girl, [...] I'm a radiant void. I'm convalescing after a long and dreadful illness. You cried over my unseemly… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
My only grudge against nature was that I could not turn my Lolita inside out and apply voracious lips to her young… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
We all have such fateful objects -- it may be a recurrent landscape in one case, a number in another -- carefully… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Suddenly for no earthly reason I felt immensely sorry for him and longed to say something real, something with wings and a… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Have you ever happened, reader, to feel that subtle sorrow of parting with an unloved abode? The heart does not break, as… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Whenever I start thinking of my love for a person, I am in the habit of immediately drawing radii from my love… — 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
She would try to relieve the pain of love by first roughly rubbing her dry lips against mine; then my darling would… — 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 Image
“Ami azt illeti, Vannak kezdtek nagyon tetszeni a fák is, a csodák is meg az Adák is.” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
![“Ada girl, adored girl, [...] I'm a radiant void. I'm convalescing after a long and dreadful illness. You cried over my unseemly scar, but now life is going to be nothing but love and laughter, and corn in cans. I cannot brood over broken hearts, mine is too recently mended.” quote by Vladimir Nabokov](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/fd0/vladimir-nabokov-198_ada_ada-girl-adored-girl-i-m-a-radiant-void_1657001.jpg)
