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More Quotes by Vladimir Nabokov
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.
Life is a message scribbled in the dark.
Which arrow flies for ever? The arrow that has hit its mark.
Knowing you have something good to read before bed is among the most pleasurable of sensations.
Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you get shooting stars.
Loneliness as a situation can be corrected, but as a state of mind it is an incurable illness.
Resemblances are the shadows of differences. Different people see different similarities and similar differences.
...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.
Some people—and I am one of them—hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm. Doom should not jam. The avalanche stopping in its tracks a few feet above the cowering village behaves not only unnaturally but unethically.
