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More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
Genius is finding the invisible link between things.
It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
Why should I tolerate a perfect stranger at the bedside of my mind?
...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.
Time is rhythm: the insect rhythm of a warm humid night, brain ripple, breathing, the drum in my temple—these are our faithful timekeepers; and reason corrects the feverish beat.
Knowing you have something good to read before bed is among the most pleasurable of sensations.
Oh, let me be mawkish for the nonce! I am so tired of being cynical.
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.
The future is but the obsolete in reverse.
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.
