Author: Vladimir Nabokov

Cites

James Boswell (2)
- IN: Pale Fire (1962) Fiction, NULL
  EPIGRAPH: This reminds me of the ludicrous account he have Mr Langston, of the despicable state of a young gentleman of good family. 'Sir, when I heard of him last, he was running about town shooting cats.' And then in a sort of kindly reverie, he bethought himself of his own favorite cat, and said, 'But Hodge shan't be shot: no, no, Hodge shall not be shot.'
  FROM: The Life of Dr Samuel Johnson, (1791), Book, UK
P. Smirnovski (1)
- IN: The Gift (1952) Fiction, NULL
  EPIGRAPH: An oak is a tree. A rose is a flower. A deer is an animal. A sparrow is a bird. Russia is our fatherland. Death is inevitable.
  FROM: A Textbook of Russian Grammar, (None), Book, Russia
NULL (1)
- IN: Invitation to a Beheading (1959) Fiction, NULL
  EPIGRAPH: Comme un fou se croit dieu nous nous croyons mortels.
  FROM: Delaland: Discours sur les ombres, (1959), Fictional, NULL

Cited by

Brian Boyd (1)
- IN: Vladimir Nabokov, The American Years (1990) Biography, American
  EPIGRAPH: Today, in a new and beloved world, where I have learned to feel at home as easily as I have ceased barring my sevens...
  FROM: Speak, Memory, (1951), Book, Russia
Deb Caletti (1)
- IN: He's Gone (2013) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: Transformation... Transformation is a marvelous thing. I am thinking especially of the transformation of butterflies. Though wonderful to watch, transformation... is not a particularly pleasant process for the subject involved.
  FROM: Cornell lecture on The Metamorphosis and Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, (1951), Lecture, Russia
Petina Gappah (1)
- IN: The Book of Memory (2015) Fiction, NULL
  EPIGRAPH: The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.
  FROM: Speak, Memory, (1951), Book, Russia
Mary Gaitskill (1)
- IN: Two Girls, Fat and Thin (1991) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: All one could do was to glimpse, amid the haze and chimeras, something real ahead, just as persons endowed with an unusual persistence of diurnal cerebration are able to perceive in their deepest sleep, somewhere beyond the throes of an entangled and inept nightmare, the ordered reality of the waking hour.
  FROM: Speak, Memory, (1951), Book, Russia
Gail Jones (1)
- IN: A Guide to Berlin (2015) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: (What I hate) Folding an umbrella, not finding its secret button.
  FROM: Interview, (1970), Interview, Russia/US
Peter Straub (1)
- IN: The Throat (1993) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: I see again my schoolroom in Vyra, the blue roses of the wallpaper, the open window… Everything is as it should be, nothing will ever change, nobody will ever die.
  FROM: Speak, Memory, (1951), Book, Russia
Abdourahman A. Waberi (1)
- IN: Transit (2003) Fiction, NULL
  EPIGRAPH: Thank you, my land; for your remotest Most cruel mist my thanks are due, By you possessed, by you unnoticed, Unto myself I speak of you. And in these talks between somnambules My inmost being hardly knows If it's my demency that rambles Or your own melody that grows.
  FROM: The Gift, (1938), Novel, Russia
Francine Prose (1)
- IN: Lovers at the Chameleon Club (1932) Fiction, French
  EPIGRAPH: Between the wolf in the tall grass and the wolf in the tall story there is a shimmering go-between.
  FROM: Lectures on Literature, (1980), Lecture, Russia
Robin Lippincott (1)
- IN: In The Meantime (2006) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: In the meantime...(the inviting gesture of dots, dots, dots.) Of old, this dodge was the darling of the Kinematograph, alias Cinematograph, alias Moving Pictures. You saw the hero doing this or that, and in the meantime... Dots -- and the action switched to the country.
  FROM: Despair, (1936), Novel, Russia/US
Michael Robotham (2)
- IN: Bleed For Me (2010) Thriller, Mystery, Suspense, Psychological Fiction, Legal Story , Australian
  EPIGRAPH: She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four-feet-ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.’
  FROM: Lolita, (1955), Novel, US
Joanna Goodman (1)
- IN: The Finishing School (2017) Fictoin, NULL
  EPIGRAPH: Of the not very many ways known of sheddding one's body, falling, falling, falling is the supreme method, but you have to select your sill or ledge very carefully so as not to hurt yourself or others.
  FROM: Pale Fire, (1962), Novel, Russia
Amy Engel (1)
- IN: The Roanoke Girls (2017) NULL, American
  EPIGRAPH: Look at this tangle of thorns.
  FROM: Lolita, (1955), Novel, Russia/US/Switzerland
Jennifer duBois (1)
- IN: Cartwheel (2013) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: I was the shadow of the waxwing slain By the false azure in the windowpane.
  FROM: Pale Fire, (1962), Novel, Russia
Marcel Beyer (1)
- IN: Kaltenburg (2008) Fiction, German
  EPIGRAPH: Oh, just a small bird -- no special name.
  FROM: Speak, Memory, (1951), NULL, Russia/US
Lisa Scottoline (1)
- IN: Most Wanted (2016) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: The cradle rocks above an abyss...
  FROM: Speak, Memory, (1951), Book, Russia
Jodi Picoult (1)
- IN: Vanishing Acts (2005) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: I think it is a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.
  FROM: Interview, (None), Interview, Russia
Ronan Ryan (1)
- IN: The Fractured Life of Jimmy Dice (2017) Fiction, Irish
  EPIGRAPH: I realised that the world does not represent a struggle at all, or a predaceous sequence of chance events, but the shimmering light, beneficient trepidation, a gift bestowed upon us and unappreciated.
  FROM: Beneficence', (1924), Short story, Russia
Devin Murphy (1)
- IN: The Boat Runner (2017) Fiction, American
  EPIGRAPH: Our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness.
  FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, Russia
Tony Parsons (1)
- IN: My Favourite Wife (2008) Fiction, British
  EPIGRAPH: You see, I loved her. It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.
  FROM: Lolita, (1955), Novel, Russia