“And I catch myself thinking today that our long journey had only defiled with a sinuous trail of slime the lovely, trustful, dreamy, enormous country that by then, in retrospect, was no more to us than a collection of dog-eared maps, ruined tour books, old tires, and her sobs in the night— every nig…”— Vladimir Nabokov, amazon.comTagged: Love, Life, travel, Sadness, one perfect sentence
“Long after her death I felt her thoughts floating through mine.”— Vladimir Nabokov, amazon.comTagged: Never Die
“This is a confession: I love you. Last Sunday in church— bad you, who refused to come to see our beautiful new windows!— only last Sunday, my dear one, when I asked the Lord what to do about it, I was told to act as I am acting now. You see, there is no alternative. I have loved you from the minute…”— Vladimir Nabokov, Charlotte Haze, amazon.comTagged: Love Letters, Subtle Comedy
“I asked for another, more elaborate, assignment later the same evening, and she said she would meet me at the corner café at nine, and swore she had never posé un lapin in all her young life.”— Vladimir Nabokov, clintonhalpin.comTagged: KindlePasting