More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
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.
My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French.
The future is but the obsolete in reverse.
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.
Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.
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.
I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.
Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.
Some people—and I am one of them—hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm. Doom should not jam. The avalanche stopping in its tracks a few feet above the cowering village behaves not only unnaturally but unethically.
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.
