Vladimir Nabokov
“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.”
Vladimir Nabokov
“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.”
Vladimir Nabokov
December 15, 2008 at 7:06 PM
Maybe you’d enjoy my Kerouac-obsessed blog at http://www.thedailybeatblog.blogspot.com.