And presently I was driving through the drizzle of the dying day, with the windshield wipers in full action but unable to cope with my tears.
Vladimir Nabokov Dystopian Author Quotes#11
July 12, 2020
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 get shooting stars.
Vladimir Nabokov Dystopian Author Quotes#13
July 12, 2020
The tiny madman in his padded cell.

Vladimir Nabokov

The tiny madman in his padded cell.
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