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More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
The good, the admirable reader identifies himself not with the boy or the girl in the book, but with the mind that conceived and composed that book.
Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.
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.
Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring.
Play! Invent the world! Invent reality!
Words without experience are meaningless.
I don't think in any language. I think in images.
Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.
We think not in words but in shadows of words.