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
Although we read with our minds, the seat of artistic delight is between the shoulder blades. That little shiver behind is quite… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Alas! In vain historians pry and probe: The same wind blows, and in the same live robe Truth bends her head to… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
I sometimes used to ask myself, what on earth did I love her for? Maybe fore the warm hazel iris of her… — 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