Vladimir Nabokov

Caress the detail, the divine detail.

Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.

Some people, and I am one of them, hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm.

Recently, I was in Bernalda, my dad's ancestral home town in Italy. He has just refurbished a palazzo and turned it into a hotel, so we had my sister's wedding there. It was beautiful.

It is dangerous for mortal beauty, or terrestrial virtue, to be examined by too strong a light. The torch of Truth shows much that we cannot, and all that we would not, see.

Women ought to be fully guarded by law in all rights of property, labor, profession, etc.; but, roughly stated, the voting population ought to represent the fighting population.