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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.

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More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
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.
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.
Genius is finding the invisible link between things.
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.
Loneliness as a situation can be corrected, but as a state of mind it is an incurable illness.
...in my dreams the world would come alive, becoming so captivatingly majestic, free and ethereal, that afterwards it would be oppressive to breathe the dust of this painted life.
And the rest is rust and stardust.
I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.
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.