Genius is an African who dreams up snow. Vladimir Nabokov africandreamgenius Change image and share on social
I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is. Vladimir Nabokov lovemattermemory Change image and share on social
I would like to spare the time and effort of hack reviewers and, generally, persons who move their lips when reading. Vladimir Nabokov effortgenerallyhack Change image and share on social
It is hard, I submit, to loathe bloodshed, including war, more than I do, but it is still harder to exceed my loathing of the very nature of totalitarian states in which massacre is only an administrative detail. Vladimir Nabokov administrativebloodsheddetail share on social
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece. Vladimir Nabokov existencefootnotemasterpiece Change image and share on social
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Vladimir Nabokov abysscommoncrack Change image and share on social
There is nothing in the world that I loathe more than group activity, that communal bath where the hairy and slippery mix in a multiplication of mediocrity. Vladimir Nabokov activitybathcommunal Change image and share on social
Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one. Vladimir Nabokov deathgreatlife Change image and share on social
The evolution of sense is, in a sense, the evolution of nonsense. Vladimir Nabokov evolutionnonsensesense Change image and share on social
Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words. Vladimir Nabokov involveirrationalmystery Change image and share on social