Vladimir Nabokov Quotes
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.
Vladimir Nabokov
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Working with 50 Cent was great, you know what Im saying? It was just great to work with 50 Cent.
Obie Trice
It requires genius to make a good pun - some men of bright parts can't reach it.
Hannah Cowley
You can stroke people with words.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
There are a lot of eating disorders in our sport, so I try very hard not to get consumed by all that.
Laura Wilkinson
I got my first Charvet knit tie when I was 15. I actually stole it from my father. I love them because you can wear them day to night. They're French and preppy and have been around since the 1800s.
Nate Berkus
My parents had no money, but they had strong values that I've carried throughout my life - things like not going into debt, never borrowing money, never leveraging, paying your bills on time, keeping your agreements, selling customers the right things, treating employees right, and growing things.
Jack Dangermond
without you, dearest dearest I couldn't see or hear or feel or think - or live - I love you so and I'm never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night.
Zelda Fitzgerald
Individually, I am very happy because I can play in every game. I can be on the pitch and do what I like to do, which is play football.
Eden Hazard
One of the things that I love about crime novels is that you can turn the volume all the way up. If I can make somebody blow their subway stop, I win.
Marcus Sakey
New England oysters are better than Chesapeake. But Chesapeake blue crabs are unbeatable.
Jim Himes
The Roman form of serenade is to race a motorcycle motor under the girl's window, but mufflers are not common in any situation; the only things as dearly loved as a good noise are breakneck speed and eye-splitting lights, preferably neon - all expressions of well-being, like a huge belly-laugh.
Eleanor Clark
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.
Vladimir Nabokov