More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French.
It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me.
Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.
Play! Invent the world! Invent reality!
I don't think in any language. I think in images.
For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases. Somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply. I alone do not exist.
The writer's job is to get the main character up a tree, and then once they are up there, throw rocks at them.
...in my dreams the world would come alive, becoming so captivatingly majestic, free and ethereal, that afterwards it would be oppressive to breathe the dust of this painted life.
