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• Vladimir Nabokov was a writer who cared nothing for music and whose favorite sport was the pursuit, capture, and murder of butterflies.
  This explains many things; for example, the fact that Nabokov's novels, for all their elegance and wit, resemble nothing so much as butterflies pinned to a board...
• Human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.
  -- Vladimir Nabokov...
• Genius is an African who dreams up snow. -- Vladimir Nabokov
• My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music. -- Vladimir Nabokov
• eighty years later he could still recall with the young pang of his original joy his falling in love with Ada.
  -- Vladimir Nabokov...
• Life is a great surprise. I do not see why death should not be an even greater one.
  -- Vladimir Nabokov, quoted in "Time", 1981...
• Commend a fool for his wit, or a knave for his honesty, and they will receive you into their bosom.
  -- Fielding...
• This fellow is wise enough to play the fool; and, to do that well, craves a kind of wit.
  -- William Shakespeare...
• If anything is used to it's full potential, it will break. -- Poulson's Prophecy