If he was silent I could be silent too. Indeed, I could very well do with a little rest in this subdued, frightened-to-death rocking chair, before I drove to wherever the beast's lair was - and then pulled the pistol's foreskin back, and then enjoyed the orgasm of the crushed trigger.
More Quotes from Vladimir Nabokov:We live not only in a world of thoughts, but also in a world of things. Words without experience are meaningless.
I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.
Despite our tiffs, despite her nastiness, despite all the fuss and faces she made, and the vulgarity, and the danger, and the horrible hopelessness of it all, I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise - a paradise whose skies were the color of hell-flames - but still a paradise.
The tiny madman in his padded cell.
Beauty plus pity -- that is the closest we can get to a definition of art.
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