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Vladimir Nabokov

"Don't cry, I'm sorry to have deceived you so much, but that's how life is."

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Donna Grant

"To change reality, change your thoughts and perceptions."

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Donna Grant

"It is so sad that too many individuals spend their entire lives trying to impress people who are mostly clueless about their true purpose on earth."

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Donna Grant

"Real? Real depends upon your perspective, Annabelle. People never see life exactly the same way. The world is what you think it is."

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Donna Grant

"Belief has nothing to do with facts,especially for the unbelievable facts."

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Donna Grant

"If I'm surprised at where I'm at, it's probably because I'm not listening to the reality that listening to the voices that I've listened to have put me here. So, maybe I should be less surprised and more disappointed."

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Donna Grant

"Faeces by any other name would smell as gross."

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Donna Grant

"In this universe, all we perceive is a virtual reality created by the neurons."

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Donna Grant

"Reality is perceptual misinterpretation. To change reality, change your perception."

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Donna Grant

"Many people still feel so scared about spirit or ghost, not yet realizing that there are so many unidentified living creatures on this planet earth which might be even more dreadful."

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Donna Grant

"Little girls grow up thinking that knights in shining armor actually exist. But they don't. And if those valiant heroes ever did bless this world with their chivalrous deeds, I imagine, just like Christ's apostles, they were destroyed by envy on the battlefront."

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Vladimir Nabokov
"I would like to spare the time and effort of hack reviewers and, generally, persons who move their lips when reading."

Time

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Vladimir Nabokov
"You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style."

Literature

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Vladimir Nabokov
"Aunt Rosa, a fussy, angular, wild-eyed old lady, who had lived in a tremulous world of bad news, bankruptcies, train accidents, cancerous growths-until the Germans put her to death, together with all the people she had worried about."

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Vladimir Nabokov
"There is only one school of literature - that of talent."

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Vladimir Nabokov
"Genius is an African who dreams up snow."

Dream

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Vladimir Nabokov
"It's a pity one can't imagine what one can't compare to anything. Genius is an African who dreams up snow."

Dream

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Vladimir Nabokov
"My darling, what a cat they have! Something perfectly stupendous. Siamese, in colour dark beige, or taupe, with chocolate paws and the tail the same. Moreover, his tail is comparatively short, so his croup has something of a little dog, or rather, a kangaroo, and that's its colour, too. And that special silkiness of short fur, and some very tender white tints on its folds, and wonderful clear-blue eyes, turning transparently green towards evening, and a pensive tenderness of its walk, a sort of heavenly circumspection of movement. An amazing, sacred animal, and so quiet " it's unclear what he is looking at with those eyes filled to the brim with sapphire water."

Nature

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Vladimir Nabokov
"On such sunny, sad mornings I always feel in my bones that there is a chance yet of my not being excluded from Heaven, and that salvation may be granted to me despite the frozen mud and horror in my heart."

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Vladimir Nabokov
"Two silent time zones had now merged to form the standard time of one man's fate, and it is not impossible that the poet in New Wye and the thug in New York awoke that morning at the same crushed beat of their Timekeeper's stopwatch."

Fate

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Vladimir Nabokov
"When we remember our former selves, there is always that little figure with its long shadow stopping like an uncertain belated visitor on a lighted threshold at the far end of some impeccably narrowing corridor."

Memory

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