Don't cry, I'm sorry to have deceived you so much, but that's how life is. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator. Don't stop to think, don't interrupt the scream,… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
As to the rest, I am no more guilty of imitating 'real life' than'real life' is responsible for plagiarizing me. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
If I correctly understand the sense of this succinct observation, our poet suggests here that human life is but a series of… — 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
Life is short. From here to that old car you know so well there is a stretch of twenty, twenty-five paces. It… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
I do not know if it has ever been noted before that one of the main characteristics of life is discreteness. Unless a film of flesh envelopes us, we die. Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet. Stay inside or you perish. Death is divestment, death is communion. It may… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“...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