More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases. Somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply. I alone do not exist.
Knowing you have something good to read before bed is among the most pleasurable of sensations.
For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me.
I don't think in any language. I think in images.
We live not only in a world of thoughts, but also in a world of things. Words without experience are meaningless.
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.
There is nothing dictators hate so much as that unassailable, eternally elusive, eternally provoking gleam. One of the main reasons why the very gallant Russian poet Gumilev was put to death by Lenin's ruffians thirty odd years ago was that during the whole ordeal, in the prosecutor's dim office, in the torture house, in the winding corridors that led to the truck, in the truck that took him to the place of execution, and at that place itself, full of the shuffling feet of the clumsy and gloomy shooting squad, the poet kept smiling.
Genius is finding the invisible link between things.
Loneliness as a situation can be corrected, but as a state of mind it is an incurable illness.
Why should I tolerate a perfect stranger at the bedside of my mind?
