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Vladimir Nabokov

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  • Саша Цезарьhar citeretfor 2 år siden
    A thin veneer of immediate reality is spread over natural and artificial matter, and whoever wishes to remain in the now, with the now, on the now, should please not break its tension film
  • Аринаhar citeretfor 3 år siden
    The scorn was unmerited since lots of things exist, from live cells to dead stars, that undergo now and then accidental little mishaps at the not always able or careful hands of anonymous shapers.
  • Аринаhar citeretfor 3 år siden
    the inexperienced miracle-worker will find himself no longer walking on water but descending upright among staring fish
  • Артём Стрыгинhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    A bunch of bellflowers and bluebonnets (their different shades having a lovers' quarrel) had been placed, either by the assistant manager, who respected sentiment, or by Person himself, in a vase on the commode next to Person's shed tie, which was of a third shade of blue but of another material (sericanette)
  • Артём Стрыгинhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    The pretty receptionist (flesh is flesh, the red sting is l'aiguillon rouge, and my love would not mind) had begun to signal again.
  • Артём Стрыгинhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    saw a very black 313 on a very white door and recalled instantly how he had told Armande (who had promised to visit him and did not wish to be announced): "Mnemonically it should be imagined as three little figures in profile, a prisoner passing by with one guard in front of him and another behind."
  • Артём Стрыгинhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    Days like this give sight a rest and allow other senses to function more freely. Earth and sky were drained of all color
  • Артём Стрыгинhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    his right foot had soon scraped off a round of skin at the joint of the third toe, resulting in a red eye burning there through every threadbare thought
  • Артём Стрыгинhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    the little ragged edge of pain
  • Артём Стрыгинhar citeretfor 6 år siden
    tickled me black in the face.
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