What did Vladimir Nabokov mean by: It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight. - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia Copy
+ To begin with, let us take the following motto…Literature is Love. Now we can continue. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Following, Literature, Motto, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
+ Knowing you have something good to read before bed is among the most pleasurable of sensations. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Book, Knowing, Reading, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
+ There is only one real number: one. And love, apparently, is the best exponent of this singularity. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Love, Numbers, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
+ My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Heart, Mind, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
+ Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Nature, Past, Smell, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
+ I was the shadow of the waxwing slain/By the false azure in the windowpane. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Shadow, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
+ I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, and I speak like a child. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Children, Writing, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
+ And what is death, if not a face at peace – its artistic perfection. Feraz Zeid, December 25, 2023January 10, 2024, Vladimir Nabokov, Artistic, Faces, Perfection, 0 - Vladimir Nabokov Writer · Russia
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We can recognize the dawn and the decline of love by the uneasiness we feel when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
