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.
I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.
Play! Invent the world! Invent reality!
The writer's job is to get the main character up a tree, and then once they are up there, throw rocks at them.
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.
We think not in words but in shadows of words.
Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
Only one letter divides the comic from the cosmic.
Life is a message scribbled in the dark.
...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.
