More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
Which arrow flies for ever? The arrow that has hit its mark.
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 only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition
A certain man once lost a diamond cuff-link in the wide blue sea, and twenty years later, on the exact day, a Friday apparently, he was eating a large fish - but there was no diamond inside. That’s what I like about coincidence.
Resemblances are the shadows of differences. Different people see different similarities and similar differences.
Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.
Genius is finding the invisible link between things.
I don't think in any language. I think in images.
I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.
I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.
