And yet I am happy. Yes, happy. I swear. I swear that I am … - Vladimir Nabokov

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And yet I am happy. Yes, happy. I swear. I swear that I am happy...What does it matter that I am a bit cheap, a bit foul, and that no one appreciates all the remarkable things about me — my fantasy, my erudition, my literary gift…I am happy that I can gaze at myself, for any man is absorbing — yes, really absorbing! ... I am happy — yes, happy!

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About Vladimir Nabokov

Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov (22 April (O.S. 10 April) 1899 – 2 July 1977) was a Russian-American writer. He wrote his first literary works in Russian, but gained international prominence as a masterly prose stylist for the novels he composed in English; his Lolita (1955) is frequently cited as one of the most important novels of the 20th century.

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Pen Names: ვლადიმერ სირინი • Vladimir Sirin • Владимир Сирин

Native Name: Владимир Владимирович Набоков

Alternative Names: Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov • Vl. Sirin • Wladimir Nabokoff-Sirin • V. Sirin • Nabokov

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