Vladimir Nabokov on butterflies and timelessness

Vladimir Nabokov on butterflies and timelessness

Vladimir Nabokov on butterflies and timelessness

 “I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip.

And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants. This is ecstasy, and behind the ecstasy is something else, which is hard to explain.

Vladimir Nabokov on butterflies and timelessness

It is like a momentary vacuum into which rushes all that I love. A sense of oneness with sun and stone. A thrill of gratitude to whom it may concern―to the contrapuntal genius of human fate or to tender ghosts humoring a lucky mortal.”  Vladimir Nabokov

5 thoughts on “Vladimir Nabokov on butterflies and timelessness

    1. Yes, whispers from beyond time and place, words last forever, even if people don’t 🙂

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