Quotes Tagged With :nabokov

My darling, what a cat they have! Something perfectly stupendous. Siamese, in colour dark beige, or taupe,....

For some reason, I kept seeing it—it trembled and silkily glowed on my damp retina—a radiant child....

Good by-aye!" she chanted, my American sweet immortal dead love; for she is dead and immortal if you....

One last word,' I said in my horrible careful English, 'are you quite, quite sure that—well, not tomorrow,....

I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.

For me a work of fiction exists only insofar as it affords me what I shall bluntly call aesthetic bliss,....

At eight, he had once told his mother that he wanted to paint air.

Genius is finding the invisible link between things.

Maybe the only thing that hints at a sense of Time is rhythm; not the recurrent beats of the rhythm but....

For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance....