Quotes by Nabokov, Vladimir

Imagination, the supreme delight of the immortal and the immature, sho >>

There are aphorisms that, like airplanes, stay up only while they are >>

Treading the soil of the moon, palpating its pebbles, tasting the pani >>

Quotations about Babies

Infancy conforms to nobody: all conform to it, so that one babe common >>

A loud noise at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other. >>

I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy >>

The tiny madman in his padded cell.

Nabokov, Vladimir