Another tormentor inquired if it was true that I had installed two ping-pong tables in my basement. I asked, was it a… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“It is strange that the tactile sense, which is so infinitely less precious to men than sight, becomes at critical moments our… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
If possible, be Russian. And live in another country. Play chess. Be an active trader between languages. Carry precious metals from one… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
When I receive a new novel from a hopeful publisher - "hoping that I like the book as much as he does"… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
At a very early stage of the novel's development I get this urge to collect bits of straw and fluff, and to… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, and I speak like a child… My hemmings and hawings over… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Direct interference in a person's life does not enter our scope of activity, nor, on the other, tralatitiously speaking, hand, is his… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Whatever his secret was, I have learnt one secret too, and namely: that the soul is but a manner of being -… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
After the first shock of recognition - a sudden sense of "this is what I'm going to write" - the novel starts… — 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
