I am a strict vegetarian...The usual questions were fired at me about eggnogs and milkshakes being or not being acceptable to one of my persuasion. Shade said that with him it was the other way around: he must make a definite effort to partake of a vegetable. Beginning a salad, was to him like stepping into sea water on a chilly day, and he had always to brace himself in order to attack the fortress of an apple.
Vladimir NabokovMots clés pale-fire
The act of vividly recalling a patch of the past is something that I seem to have been performing with the utmost zest all my life, and I have reason to believe that this almost pathological keenness of the retrospective faculty is a hereditary trait.
Vladimir NabokovMots clés memory retrospect
...I happen to be the kind of author who in starting to work on a book has no purpose than to get rid of that book....
Vladimir NabokovMots clés author
I am not concerned with the moron, the ordinary hairless ape, who takes everything in his stride; his only childhood memory is of a mule that bit him; his only consciousness of the future a vision of board and bed. What I am thinking of is the man of imagination and science, whose courage is infinite because his curiosity surpasses his courage.
Vladimir NabokovSolitude was corrupting me.
Vladimir NabokovTreading the soil of the moon, palpating its pebbles, tasting the panic and splendor of the event, feeling in the pit of one's stomach the separation from terra... these form the most romantic sensation an explorer has ever known...
Vladimir NabokovMots clés adventure moon exploration
All at once we were madly, clumsily, shamelessly, agonizingly in love with each other...
Vladimir NabokovMots clés love
We are absurdly accustomed to the miracle of a few written signs being able to contain immortal imagery, involutions of thought, new worlds with live people, speaking, weeping, laughing. We take it for granted so simply that in a sense, by the very act of brutish routine acceptance, we undo the work of the ages, the history of the gradual elaboration of poetical description and construction, from the treeman to Browning, from the caveman to Keats. What if we awake one day, all of us, and find ourselves utterly unable to read? I wish you to gasp not only at what you read but at the miracle of its being readable.
Vladimir NabokovMots clés words reading books literature language
Высшая мечта автора: превратить читателя в зрителя
Vladimir NabokovDon't touch me; I'll die if you touch me.
Vladimir NabokovMots clés love lolita nabokov vladimir-nabokov
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