Genius is an African who dreams up snow. – Vladimir Nabokov
Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words. – Vladimir Nabokov
Genius is an African who dreams up snow. – Vladimir Nabokov
Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words. – Vladimir Nabokov
A novelist is, like all mortals, more fully at home on the surface of the present than in the ooze of the past. – Vladimir Nabokov
The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. – Vladimir Nabokov