Vladimir Nabokov Quotes (10 quotations)
1. Here lies the sense of literary creation: to portray ordinary objects as they will be reflected in kindly mirrors of future times. To find in objects around us the fragrant tenderness that only posterity will discern when every trifle of our everyday life will become exquisite and festive in its own right. - Vladimir Nabokov
2. I confess, I do not believe in time. - Vladimir Nabokov
3. I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is. - Vladimir Nabokov
4. Let the credulous and the vulgar continue to believe that all mental woes can be cured by a daily application of old Greek myths to their private parts. - Vladimir Nabokov
5. Life is a great surprise. I don't see why death should not be an even greater one. - Vladimir Nabokov
6. My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. - Vladimir Nabokov
7. Solitude is the playfield of Satan. - Vladimir Nabokov
8. The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. - Vladimir Nabokov
9. Why should I tolerate a perfect stranger at the bedside of my mind? - Vladimir Nabokov
10. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. - Vladimir Nabokov
2. I confess, I do not believe in time. - Vladimir Nabokov
3. I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is. - Vladimir Nabokov
4. Let the credulous and the vulgar continue to believe that all mental woes can be cured by a daily application of old Greek myths to their private parts. - Vladimir Nabokov
5. Life is a great surprise. I don't see why death should not be an even greater one. - Vladimir Nabokov
6. My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. - Vladimir Nabokov
7. Solitude is the playfield of Satan. - Vladimir Nabokov
8. The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible. - Vladimir Nabokov
9. Why should I tolerate a perfect stranger at the bedside of my mind? - Vladimir Nabokov
10. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. - Vladimir Nabokov
