I confess, I do not believe in time. – Vladimir Nabokov
My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. – Vladimir Nabokov

I confess, I do not believe in time. – Vladimir Nabokov
My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. – Vladimir Nabokov
A work of art has no importance whatever to society. It is only important to the individual. – Vladimir Nabokov
Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words. – Vladimir Nabokov