More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
Knowing you have something good to read before bed is among the most pleasurable of sensations.
Which arrow flies for ever? The arrow that has hit its mark.
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
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.
The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.
Words without experience are meaningless.
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.
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.
Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.
Why should I tolerate a perfect stranger at the bedside of my mind?
