100 Quotes By Vladimir Nabokov That You Would Like To Share
'Lolita', a single word that ropes in sin, sex and shame, is a delectable creation by the artful hands of Vladimir Nabokov. One of the best novels of the early twentieth century, this simple title carries a lot of weight, but this isn't all. Nabokov's best pieces like 'Pale Fire', parody 'The Real Life of Sebastian Knight' and novels 'Bend Sinister' and 'Speak. Memory' (his memoir) encloses carefully structured storyline, dramatic descriptions and experimental thinking. Vladimir was a Russian-born American fiction writer, poet, teacher, political analyst, entomologist (butterfly expert) and a highly acclaimed novelist. At National Book Award for Fiction, he was a finalist seven times. He began his career as a teacher and crossword developer. He taught boxing, tennis and designed crossword puzzles for kids in his spare time. Vladimir was a teacher of languages at Stanford, California. Later, he joined as a professor of literature at Wellesley College, Massachusetts. Being a multi-talented person, Nabokov was famous for his plays, funny sketches for 'New Yorker', criticism and stirring short stories. His research in entomology, especially the discovery of "Nabokov's wood nymph" made him famous at the Museum of Comparative Zoology, Harvard University. Nabokov has so much talent that it's unbelievable. His life is an inspiring lesson for today's youths. We have excerpted Vladimir Nabokov’s quotes from his works, books, interviews and life. Here is a collection of Vladimir Nabokov quotes about love, life, poetry, writing, books, memory and much more.
It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
And the rest is rust and stardust.
Our imagination flies -- we are its shadow on the earth.
I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes
Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator. Don't stop to think, don't interrupt the scream, exhale, release life's rapture.
He broke my heart. You merely broke my life.
Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.
Human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece
I need you, the reader, to imagine us, for we don't really exist if you don't.
Don't cry, I'm sorry to have deceived you so much, but that's how life is.
You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.
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
I knew I had fallen in love with Lolita forever; but I also knew she would not be forever Lolita.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.
Words without experience are meaningless.
We loved each other with a premature love, marked by a fierceness that so often destroys adult lives.
Knowing you have something good to read before bed is among the most pleasurable of sensations.
Let all of life be an unfettered howl.
The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form.
And presently I was driving through the drizzle of the dying day, with the windshield wipers in full action but unable to cope with my tears.
Some might think that the creativity, imagination, and flights of fancy that give my life meaning are insanity.
I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything else.
And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.
Dear Jesus, do something.
Life is a great surprise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.
A writer should have the precision of a poet and the imagination of a scientist.
Curiously enough, one cannot read a book; one can only reread it. A good reader, a major reader, and active and creative reader is a rereader.
I was weeping again, drunk on the impossible past.
All colors made me happy: even gray. My eyes were such that literally they Took photographs.
