Vladimir Nabokov

Genius is an African who dreams up snow.

Genius is an African who dreams up snow.

Criticism is prejudice made plausible.

Criticism is prejudice made plausible.

Treading the soil of the moon, palpitating its pebbles, tasting the panic and splendor of the event, feeling in the read more

Treading the soil of the moon, palpitating 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

I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it read more

I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is. - Strong Opinions.

Solitude is the playfield of Satan. - Pale Fire, 1962.

Solitude is the playfield of Satan. - Pale Fire, 1962.