Vladimir Nabokov | "But as Van casually directed the searchlight of backthought into that maze of the past where the mirror-lined narrow paths not only took different turns, but used different levels (as a mule-drawn cart passes under the arch of a viaduct along which a motor skims by), he found himself tackling, in still vague and idle fashion, the science that was to obsess his mature years - problems of space and time, space versus time, time-twisted space, space as time, time as space - and space breaking away from time, in the final tragic triumph of human cogitation: I am because I die."

"But as Van casually directed the searchlight of backthought into that maze of the past where the mirror-lined narrow paths not only took different turns, but used different levels (as a mule-drawn cart passes under the arch of a viaduct along which a motor skims by), he found himself tackling, in still vague and idle fashion, the science that was to obsess his mature years - problems of space and time, space versus time, time-twisted space, space as time, time as space - and space breaking away from time, in the final tragic triumph of human cogitation: I am because I die."

Vladimir Nabokov, American Novelist

Time, Space, Thought, Memory

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"But as Van casually directed the searchlight of backthought into that maze of the past where the mirror-lined narrow paths not only took different turns, but used different levels (as a mule-drawn cart passes under the arch of a viaduct along which a motor skims by), he found himself tackling, in still vague and idle fashion, the science that was to obsess his mature years - problems of space and time, space versus time, time-twisted space, space as time, time as space - and space breaking away from time, in the final tragic triumph of human cogitation: I am because I die."

"Life is a bubble in the ocean of time. At the same time, it can hold all the water of the ocean in her heart."

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"The value of time is immeasurable."

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"Worrying about what happened on Monday, or, what might happen on Wednesday, is at the expense of one's Tuesday."

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"No time for better words, no time to unsay anything.-Til We Have Faces."

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"Don't equate effective living to being busy."

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"Today is a gift. Today is all I have. I be fully awake in today."

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"Time passes..and a billion lives are affected in ways we'll never know."

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"Each second of every time has its own story and history to be filed."

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"Time is standing still, but we are running away from it and complaining that time is slipping away from us."

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"Time is the sole photographer of all the times, from the Big Bang till the possible Big Crunch!"

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

Time

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

Talent

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

Dream

"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

"A sunset, almost formidable in its splendor, would be lingering in the fully exposed sky. Among its imperceptibly changing amassments, one could pick out brightly stained structural details of celestial organisms, or glowing slits in dark banks, or flat, ethereal beaches that looked like mirages of desert islands. I did not know then (as I know perfectly well now) what to do with such things-how to get rid of them, how to transform them into something that can be turned over to the reader in printed characters to have him cope with the blessed shiver-and this inability enhanced my oppression."

Beauty

"If I am not master of my life, not sultan of my own being, then no man's logic and no man's ecstatic fits may force me to find less silly my impossibly silly position: that of God's slave; no, not his slave even, but just a match which is aimlessly struck and then blown out by some inquisitive child, the terror of his toys."

Philosophy

"Some people, and I am one of them, hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm."

People

"I had possessed her - and she never knew it."

Relationship

"Poetry involves the mysteries of the irrational perceived through rational words."

Poetry

"We fell to wrestling again. We rolled all over the floor, in each other's arms, like two huge helpless children. He was naked and goatish under his robe, and I felt suffocated as he rolled over me. I rolled over him. We rolled over me. They rolled over him. We rolled over us."

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