“They are beautiful, heart-rendingly beautiful, those wilds, with a quality of wide-eyed, unsung, innocent surrender that my lacquered, toy-bright Swiss villages and… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“She was an extravagantly slender girl. Her ribs showed. The conspicuous knobs of her hipbones framed a hollowed abdomen, so flat as… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“ 'I shall vomit,' said Hugh, 'if you persist in pestering me with all that odious rot.' ” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“In a nervous and slender-leaved mimosa grove at the back of their villa we found a perch on the ruins of a… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“A warm flow of pain was gradually replacing the ice and wood of the anaesthetic in his thawing, still half-dead, abominably martyred… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Humbert Humbert: You know, I've missed you terribly. Lolita Haze: I haven't missed you. In fact, I've been revoltingly unfaithful to you.… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“We are now ready to tackle Dickens. We are now ready to embrace Dickens. We are now ready to bask in Dickens.… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“to play a solitary game of chequers, to read, to write – what should I do?” — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“Why did I hope we would be happy abroad? A change of environment is that traditional fallacy upon which doomed loves, and… — 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 Image
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
