Vladimir Nabokov
Vladimir Nabokov
Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov, also known by the pen name Vladimir Sirin; 22 April 1899c – 2 July 1977) was a Russian-American novelist. His first nine novels were in Russian, and he achieved international prominence after he began writing English prose...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth23 April 1899
CitySaint Petersburg, Russia
CountryUnited States of America
death great greater life
Life is a great sunrise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.
life-is-short car pace
Life is short. From here to that old car you know so well there is a stretch of twenty, twenty-five paces. It is a very short walk. Make those twenty-five steps. Now. Right now. Come just as you are. And we shall live happily ever after.
real life-is guilty
As to the rest, I am no more guilty of imitating 'real life' than'real life' is responsible for plagiarizing me.
sorry cry life-is
Don't cry, I'm sorry to have deceived you so much, but that's how life is.
life country butterfly
If possible, be Russian. And live in another country. Play chess. Be an active trader between languages. Carry precious metals from one to the other. Remind us of Stravinsky. Know the names of plants and flying creatures. Hunt gauzy wings with snares of gauze. Make science pay tribute. Have a butterfly known by your name.
life hero use
Use unlikely materials. Who would choose Pnin as hero, but how did we live before Pnin?
life ill-tempered giants
Do not be awed by giant predecessors. Be ill-tempered with their renown. Point out flaws. Frighten interviewers from Time. Appear in Playboy. Sell to the movies.
life honor age
Age indomitably, in the European manner. Do not finish your labours young. Be a planet, not a meteor. Honor the working day. Sit at your desk.
life fashion fire
Burn pedants in pale fire. Accept no fashions. Be your own fashion. Do not rely on earlier triumphs. Be new at each appearance.
dark messages life-is
Life is a message scribbled in the dark.
life order imagination
Imagination, the supreme delight of the immortal and the immature, should be limited. In order to enjoy life, we should not enjoy it too much.
life-is obscure poet
If I correctly understand the sense of this succinct observation, our poet suggests here that human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece.
inspirational funny life
Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.
life-is howl
Let all of life be an unfettered howl.