More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
The writer's job is to get the main character up a tree, and then once they are up there, throw rocks at them.
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.
Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple—these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat.
Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator. Don't stop to think, don't interrupt the scream, exhale, release life's rapture.
Which arrow flies for ever? The arrow that has hit its mark.
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.
The future is but the obsolete in reverse.
I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.
Loneliness as a situation can be corrected, but as a state of mind it is an incurable illness.
Genius is finding the invisible link between things.
