- 23 Okt 2006, 19:06
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Vladimir Nabokov
Uživajte u verbalnim egzibicijama najnepristojnijeg među piscima XX veka. I pored toga što je bio najnepristojniji (ili možda zbog toga?) jedan je od meni najdražih.
Evo nekoliko njegovih izjava o Frojdu i psihoanalizi:
"I think he’s crude, I think he’s medieval, and I don’t want an elderly gentleman from Vienna with an umbrella inflicting his dreams upon me. I don’t have the dreams that he discusses in his books. I don’t see umbrellas in my dreams. Or balloons."
"Let the credulous and the vulgar continue to believe that all mental woes can be cured by a daily application of old Greek myths to their private parts."
I još koja slatka izjava:
"My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music." (Sa ovim se svesrdno slažem.)
"I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, I speak like a child."
"I don't belong to any club or group. I don't fish, cook, dance, endorse books, sign books, co-sign declarations, eat oysters, get drunk, go to church, go to analysts, or take part in demonstrations. "
"Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form. "
"Genius still means to me, in my Russian, fastidiousness and pride of phrase, a unique dazzling gift. The gift of James Joyce, and not the talent of Henry James."
"Genius is an African who dreams up snow. "
"It is a short walk from the hallelujah to the hoot. "
Još jedna velika istina...
"Style and Structure are the essence of a book; great ideas are hogwash. "
I za kraj, jedan biser o prvom sletanju na Mesec:
"Oh, 'impressed' is not the right word! Treading the soil of the moon gives one, I imagine (or rather my projected self imagines), the most remarkable romantic thrill ever experienced in the history of discovery. Of course, I rented a television set to watch every moment of their marvelous adventure. That gentle little minuet that despite their awkward suits the two men danced with such grace to the tune of lunar gravity was a lovely sight. It was also a moment when a flag means to one more than a flag usually does. I am puzzled and pained by the fact that the English weeklies ignored the absolutely overwhelming excitement of the adventure, the strange sensual exhilaration of palpating those precious pebbles, of seeing our marbled globe in the black sky, of feeling along one's spine the shiver and wonder of it. After all, Englishmen should understand that thrill, they who have been the greatest, the purest explorers. Why then drag in such irrelevant matters as wasted dollars and power politics?"

Uživajte u verbalnim egzibicijama najnepristojnijeg među piscima XX veka. I pored toga što je bio najnepristojniji (ili možda zbog toga?) jedan je od meni najdražih.

Evo nekoliko njegovih izjava o Frojdu i psihoanalizi:
"I think he’s crude, I think he’s medieval, and I don’t want an elderly gentleman from Vienna with an umbrella inflicting his dreams upon me. I don’t have the dreams that he discusses in his books. I don’t see umbrellas in my dreams. Or balloons."
"Let the credulous and the vulgar continue to believe that all mental woes can be cured by a daily application of old Greek myths to their private parts."
I još koja slatka izjava:
"My loathings are simple: stupidity, oppression, crime, cruelty, soft music." (Sa ovim se svesrdno slažem.)
"I think like a genius, I write like a distinguished author, I speak like a child."
"I don't belong to any club or group. I don't fish, cook, dance, endorse books, sign books, co-sign declarations, eat oysters, get drunk, go to church, go to analysts, or take part in demonstrations. "
"Curiosity is insubordination in its purest form. "

"Genius still means to me, in my Russian, fastidiousness and pride of phrase, a unique dazzling gift. The gift of James Joyce, and not the talent of Henry James."

"Genius is an African who dreams up snow. "
"It is a short walk from the hallelujah to the hoot. "

"Style and Structure are the essence of a book; great ideas are hogwash. "

I za kraj, jedan biser o prvom sletanju na Mesec:
"Oh, 'impressed' is not the right word! Treading the soil of the moon gives one, I imagine (or rather my projected self imagines), the most remarkable romantic thrill ever experienced in the history of discovery. Of course, I rented a television set to watch every moment of their marvelous adventure. That gentle little minuet that despite their awkward suits the two men danced with such grace to the tune of lunar gravity was a lovely sight. It was also a moment when a flag means to one more than a flag usually does. I am puzzled and pained by the fact that the English weeklies ignored the absolutely overwhelming excitement of the adventure, the strange sensual exhilaration of palpating those precious pebbles, of seeing our marbled globe in the black sky, of feeling along one's spine the shiver and wonder of it. After all, Englishmen should understand that thrill, they who have been the greatest, the purest explorers. Why then drag in such irrelevant matters as wasted dollars and power politics?"
