You lose your immortality when you lose your memory.

You lose your immortality when you lose your memory.

Vladimir Nabokov

His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle.

His wings were failing, but he refused to fall without a struggle.

Let all of life be an unfettered howl.

Let all of life be an unfettered howl.

My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French.

My mind speaks English, my heart speaks Russian, and my ear prefers French.

I cannot conceive how anybody in his right mind should go to a psychoanalyst.

I cannot conceive how anybody in his right mind should go to a psychoanalyst.

There is an old American saying 'He who lives in a glass house should not try to kill two birds with one stone.

There is an old American saying 'He who lives in a glass house should not try to kill two birds with one stone.

Life is a message scribbled in the dark.

Life is a message scribbled in the dark.

Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.

Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.

We think not in words but in shadows of words.

We think not in words but in shadows of words.

For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me.

For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me.

I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.

I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.

I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.

I have no desires, save the desire to express myself in defiance of all the world’s muteness.

Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.

Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.

The future is but the obsolete in reverse.

The future is but the obsolete in reverse.

Which arrow flies forever? The arrow that has hit its mark.

Which arrow flies forever? The arrow that has hit its mark.

Satire is a lesson, parody is a game.

Satire is a lesson, parody is a game.

The only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition.

The only real number is one, the rest are mere repetition.

Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.

Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.

Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.

Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it.