More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
I talk in a daze, I walk in a maze I cannot get out, said the starling
We think not in words but in shadows of words.
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
The contemplation of beauty, whether it be a uniquely tinted sunset, a radiant face, or a work of art, makes us glance back unwittingly at our personal past and juxtapose ourselves and our inner being with the utterly unattainable beauty revealed to us.
Play! Invent the world! Invent reality!
Genius is an African who dreams up snow.
Words without experience are meaningless.
I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.
Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.
