“I won’t hide it: I’m so unused to being — well, understood, perhaps, — so unused to it, that in the very first minutes of our meeting I thought: this is a joke… But then… And there are things that are hard to talk about — you’ll rub off their marvelous pollen at the touch of a word… You are lovely…”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“I love you, my sun, my life, I love your eyes — closed — all the little tails of your thoughts, your stretchy vowels, your whole soul from head to heels.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“I simply want to tell you that somehow I can’t imagine life without you. I love you, I want you, I need you unbearably.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“I dreamt of you last night – as if I was playing the piano and you were turning the pages for me.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“I want you to be happy, and it seems to me that I could give you that happiness — a sunny, simple happiness — and not an altogether common one.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“You came into my life — not as one comes to visit … but as one comes to a kingdom where all the rivers have been waiting for your reflection, all the roads, for your steps.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“I swear — and the inkblot has nothing to do with it — I swear by all that’s dear to me, all I believe in — I swear that I have never loved before as I love you, — with such tenderness — to the point of tears — and with such a sense of radiance.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“Yes, I need you, my fairy-tale. Because you are the only person I can talk with about the shade of a cloud, about the song of a thought — and about how, when I went out to work today and looked a tall sunflower in the face, it smiled at me with all of its seeds.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com
“It is late now, I am a bit tired; the sky is irritated by stars. And I love you, I love you, I love you – and perhaps this is how the whole enormous world, shining all over, can be created – out of five vowels and three consonants.”— Vladimir Nabokov, goodreads.com