The summer night was starless and stirless, with distant spasms of silent lightning.
More Quotes from Vladimir Nabokov:My only grudge against nature was that I could not turn my Lolita inside out and apply voracious lips to her young matrix, her unknown heart, her nacreous liver, the sea-grapes of her lungs, her comely twin kidneys.
We hasten to alienate the very fates we intended to woo.
And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.
But in my arms she was always Lolita.
It is strange that the tactile sense, which is so infinitely less precious to men than sight, becomes at critical moments our main, if not only, handle to reality.
We are most artistically caged.
Readers Who Like This Quotation Also Like:Based on Topics: Night Quotes
Based on Keywords: starless, stirless
I've only read two books in my life: Baseball Sparkplug and Love Story.
But, also, before I even go on the Medicare prescription drug debate, I always tell the folks in rural Illinois, and I represent 30 counties south of Springfield down to Indiana and Kentucky, that in this bill is the best rural package for hospitals ever passed.
Golf is a game in which you yell "Fore!", shoot six, and write down five.