Quotes About Perspective

We live in a stocking which is in the process of being turned inside out, without our ever knowing for sure to what phase of the process our moment of consciousness corresponds.

Speak, Memory is strictly autobiographic. There is nothing autobiographic in Lolita.

Genius is an African who dreams up snow.

Since I sometimes won the race between my fancy and nature's reality - the deception was bearable.

Actually she was at least in her late twenties (I never established her exact age for even her passport lied) and had mislaid her virginity under circumstances that changed with her reminiscent moods.

There is yet another reason why I cannot, nor wish to, believe in God: the fairy tale about him is not really mine, it belongs to strangers, to all men; it is soaked through by the evil-smelling effluvia of millions of other souls that have spun about a little under the sun and then burst…

What (Ada asks) are eyes anyway? Two holes in the mask of life. What (she asks) would they mean to a creature from another corpuscle or milk bubble whose organ of sight was (say) an internal parasite resembling the written word deified? What, indeed, would a pair of beautiful (human, lemurian, owlish) eyes mean to anybody if found lying on the seat of a taxi?

Elmenni annyi, mint kicsit meghalni, és meghalni annyi, mint kicsit túl messze menni.

Sana anlat?lan?n asl?nda üç aÅŸamal? olduÄŸunu unutma; önce anlatan taraf?ndan biçimlendiÄŸini, sonra dinleyen taraf?ndan yeniden biçimlendiÄŸini, öyküdeki ölmüÅŸ adam?n her ikisinden de saklad??? ÅŸeyler olduÄŸunu.

Cuando procuro analizar mis propios anhelos, motivaciones y actos, me rindo ante una especie de imaginación retrospectiva que atiborra la facultad analítica que con infinitas alternativas bifurca incesantemente cada rumbo visualizado en la perspectiva enloquecedoramente compleja de mi pasado

Between the wolf in the tall grass and the wolf in the tall story there is a shimmering go-between. That go-between, that prism, is the art of literature.

The worst madman is the one who fails to consider the possibility of somebody else being mad too.

Only a Chinaman or a retarded child can imagine being met, in that Next-Installment World, to the accompaniment of all sorts of tail-wagging and groveling of welcome, by the mosquito executed eighty years ago upon one's bare leg, which has been amputated since then and now, in the wake of the gesticulating mosquito, comes back, stomp, stomp, stomp, here I am, stick me on.

Szellemi lábjegyzetként, amely valamikor még jól jöhet, Vanban fölvillant a gondolat: a napszemüveg vagy bármely egyéb vizuális segédeszköz, amely kétségkívül eltorzítja a "tér"-érzékelésünket, vajon nincs-e hatással a beszédstílusunkra is.

The problem lies not with the characters within the novel, but with the reader itself.

Wspomnienie nie dawa?o mu spokoju. Mo?na je by?o wytrzyma? przez chwil? i to tylko z perspektywy nieuleczalnej choroby, w wyra?nym przeczuciu nadchodz?cej ?mierci.

We had been everywhere. We had really seen nothing.

Kai atsigr?ži ? savo jaunyst?s dienas, jos atrodo kaip nuo man?s tolstantis blankus pakartotini? skiau?i? s?kurys, kaip rytinis spie?ius sunaudot? popier?li?, matomas Amerikos ekspreso keleivio pro paskutinio vagono galin? lang?, už kurio jie s?kuriuoja.

Remember that what you are told is really threefold: shaped by the teller, reshaped by the listener, concealed from both by the dead man of the tale.

He broke my heart. You merely broke my life

Vladimir Nabokov

Everything in the world is beautiful, but Man only recognizes beauty if he sees it either seldom or from afar.…

Remember that what you are told is really threefold: shaped by the teller, reshaped by the listener, concealed from both by the dead man in the tale.

Esiste, nella scala dimensionale del mondo, un punto di incontro tra conoscenza ed immaginazione. Un punto al quale si perviene rimpicciolendo le cose grandi ed ingrandendo quelle piccole.