“It is late now, I am a bit tired; the sky is irritated by stars. And I love you, I love you, I love you–and perhaps this is how the whole enormous world, shining all over, can be created–out of five vowels and three consonants.”
— Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to Véra Nabokov, Letters to Véra, ed. and transl. Olga Voronina and Brian Boyd (Alfred A. Knopf, 2014)

















