More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
Our imagination flies -- we are its shadow on the earth.
It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.
Genius is finding the invisible link between things.
The only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition
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.
Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.
Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
