More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
We think not in words but in shadows of words.
The only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.
Genius is finding the invisible link between things.
The future is but the obsolete in reverse.
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me.
Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.
Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.
I don't think in any language. I think in images.
