Vladimir Nabokov

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Literature is invention. Fiction is fiction. To call a story a true story is an insult to both art and truth.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Art
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I am not, and never was, and never could have been, a brutal scoundrel.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Scoundrels
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Burn pedants in pale fire. Accept no fashions. Be your own fashion. Do not rely on earlier triumphs. Be new at each appearance.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Life
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The thought, when written down, becomes less oppressive, but some thoughts are like a cancerous tumor: you express is, you excise it, and it grows back worse than before.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Writing
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Maybe the only thing that hints at a sense of Time is rhythm; not the recurrent beats of the rhythm but the gap between two such beats, the gray gap between black beats: the Tender Interval.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Two
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And yet I am happy. Yes, happy. I swear. I swear that I am happy...What does it matter that I am a bit cheap, a bit foul, and that no one appreciates all the remarkable things about me-my fantasy, my erudition, my literary gift...I am happy that I can gaze at myself, for any man is absorbing-yes, really absorbing! ... I am happy-yes, happy!
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Men
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Although we read with our minds, the seat of artistic delight is between the shoulder blades. That little shiver behind is quite certainly the highest form of emotion that humanity has attained when evolving pure art and pure science. Let us worship the spine and its tingle.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Art
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Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet. Stay inside or you perish.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Men
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Although I do not care for the slogan "art for art's sake", there can be no question that what makes a work of fiction safe from larvae and rust is not its social importance but its art, only its art.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Art
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I knew I had fallen in love with Lolita forever; but I also knew she would not be forever Lolita.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Forever
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A wise reader reads the book of genius not with his heart, not so much with his brain, but with his spine. It is there that occurs the telltale tingle...
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Reading
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The pleasures of writing correspond exactly to the pleasures of reading.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Reading
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The only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Real
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I don’t belong to any club or group. I don’t fish, cook, dance, endorse books, sign books, co-sign declarations, eat oysters, get drunk, go to church, go to analysts, or take part in demonstrations.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Book
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Of all my Russian books, the defense contains and diffuses the greatest ‘warmth’ which may seem odd seeing how supremely abstract Chess is supposed to be.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Book
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But after all we are not children, not illiterate juvenile delinquents, not English public school boys who after a night of homosexual romps have to endure the paradox of reading the Ancients in expurgated versions.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Reading
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When I receive a new novel from a hopeful publisher – “hoping that I like the book as much as he does” – I check first of all how much dialog there is, and if it looks too abundant or too sustained, I shut the book with a bang.
- Vladimir Nabokov
Collection: Book