Quotes by : Vladimir Nabokov

We who burrow in filth every day may be forgiven perhaps the one sin that ends all sins.

I notice I may have somehow mixed up two events, my visit with Rita to Briceland on our way to Cantrip,....

[S]urely the Cupid serving him was lefthanded, with a weak chin and no imagination.

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

Devices which in some curious new way imitate nature are attractive to simple minds.

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

They are beautiful, heart-rendingly beautiful, those wilds, with a quality of wide-eyed, unsung, innocent....

Our imagination flies -- we are its shadow on the earth.

From his earliest years Cincinnatus, by some strange and happy chance comprehending his danger, carefully....

Cannot it actually be that in a wildly literal sense, unacceptable to one's reason, he meant disappearing....