I am probably responsible for the odd fact that people don't seem to name their daughters Lolita any more. I have heard… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“even then I would go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of your dear wan face, at the mere sound of… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“I knew I had fallen in love with Lolita forever; but I also knew she would not be forever Lolita. She would… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
There are gentle souls who would pronounce Lolita meaningless because it does not teach them anything. I am neither a reader nor… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you. I was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“What I heard was but the melody of children at play, nothing but that, and so limpid was the air that within… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“And I still have other smothered memories, now unfolding themselves into limbless monsters of pain. Once, in a sunset-ending street of Beardsley,… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“I insist the world know how much I loved my Lolita, this Lolita, pale and polluted, and big with another's child, but… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Sometimes... Come on, how often exactly, Bert? Can you recall four, five, more such occasions? Or would no human heart have survived… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“I also know that the shock of Annabel's death consolidated the frustration of that nightmare summer, made of it a permanent obstacle… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“and I looked and looked at her, and knew as clearly as I know I am to die, that I loved her… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“There are gentle souls who would pronounce Lolita meaningless because it does not teach them anything. I am neither a reader nor… — 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
