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    Vladimir Nabokov
    “I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes”
    Vladimir Nabokov

  • #2
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Let all of life be an unfettered howl. Like the crowd greeting the gladiator. Don't stop to think, don't interrupt the scream, exhale, release life's rapture.”
    Vladimir Nabokov

  • #3
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Let all of life be an unfettered howl.”
    Vladimir Nabokov

  • #4
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Listen: I am ideally happy. My happiness is a kind of challenge. As I wander along the streets and the squares and the paths by the canal, absently sensing the lips of dampness through my worn soles, I carry proudly my ineffable happiness. The centuries will roll by, and schoolboys will yawn over the history of our upheavals; everything will pass, but my happiness , dear, my happiness will remain,in the moist reflection of a street lamp, in the cautious bend of stone steps that descend into the canal's black waters, in the smiles of a dancing couple, in everything with which God so generously surrounds human loneliness.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Selected Letters, 1940-1977

  • #5
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “There are gentle souls who would pronounce Lolita meaningless because it does not teach them anything. I am neither a reader nor a writer of didactic fiction...For me a work of fiction exists only insofar as it affords me what I shall bluntly call aesthetic bliss, that is a sense of being somehow, somewhere, connected with other states of being where art (curiosity, tenderness, kindness, ecstasy) is the norm.”
    Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

  • #6
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “...I became aware of the world's tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation, and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not only secreted within you, but breathed around me everywhere, in the speeding street sounds, in the hem of a comically lifted skirt, in the metallic yet tender drone of the wind, in the autumn clouds bloated with rain. I realized that the world does not represent a struggle at all, or a predaceous sequence of chance events, but the shimmering bliss, beneficent trepidation, a gift bestowed upon us and unappreciated.”
    Vladimir Nabokov

  • #7
    Vladimir Nabokov
    “Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.”
    Vladimir Nabokov

  • #8
    Carole Maso
    “It's an honor and privilege to be next to the great mysteries, and that's what I get to do every day. Why are we here? How beautiful the Earth is. Whatever it is, large and small. There's so much that's beautiful and moving and sad, to experience that and find shapes for it, to deeply enter that meditative space. There's nothing like it. Everything else seems so pale.”
    Carole Maso

  • #9
    Carole Maso
    “Huddled around the fire of the alphabet...”
    Carole Maso



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