Dystopian Author Quotes

Vladimir Nabokov And the rest is rust and stardust.

Vladimir Nabokov Solitude is the playfield of Satan.

Vladimir Nabokov There is nothing in the world that I loathe more than group activity, that communal bath where the hairy and slippery mix in a […]

Vladimir Nabokov Play! Invent the world! Invent reality!

Vladimir Nabokov Life is just one small piece of light between two eternal darknesses.

Vladimir Nabokov Mind you, sometimes the angels smoke, hiding it with their sleeves, and when the archangel comes, they throw the cigarettes away: that’s when you […]

Vladimir Nabokov The tiny madman in his padded cell.

Vladimir Nabokov And presently I was driving through the drizzle of the dying day, with the windshield wipers in full action but unable to cope with […]

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