The days of my youth, as I look back on them; seem to fly away from me in a flurry of pale repetitive scraps like those morning snow storms of used tissue paper that a train passenger sees whirling in the wake of the observation can.
Weitere Zitate von Vladimir Nabokov
Zum Autor"Nostalgia in reverse, the longing for yet another strange land, grew especially strong in spring."
"Doom is nigh. I am in acute distress, desperately trying to coax sleep, opening my eyes every few seconds to check their faded gleam, and imagining paradise as a place where a sleepless neighbor reads an endless book by the light of an eternal candle."
"It was something quite special, that feeling: an oppressive, hideous constraint as if I were sitting with the small ghost of somebody I had just killed."
"My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music."
"Running in the wind, in the pollen and dust, a flower in flight."
"Life is a great surprise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one."