Friday, December 15, 2006

Quote of the Day, 12/15/06: Nabokov

As hard as it is to come up with a topic each day for the quotes, it's oddly even more difficult to come up with a person each day. I'd happily entertain suggestions for quote topics or for people. Meantime, today's quotes come to us from Vladimir Nabokov.

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.
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To play safe, I prefer to accept only one type of power: the power of art over trash, the triumph of magic over the brute.
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The breaking of a wave cannot explain the whole sea.
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My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music.
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It's a pity one can't imagine what one can't compare to anything. Genius is an African who dreams up snow.
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I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, and I speak like a child.

1 comment:

Michele said...

This

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.

is marvellous and magical...