Vladimir Nabokov. Vasiliy Shishkov : Клуб изучающих испанский языкVladimir Nabokov. Vasiliy Shishkov
Vladimir Nabokov. VASILIY SHISHKOV
e the strain off, or else I'll go mad. I'll be thirty soon; last year I came here, to Paris, after an utterly sterile adolescence in the Balkans and then in Austria. I am working here as a bookbinder but I have been a typesetter and even a librarian—in short I have always rubbed against books. Yet, I repeat, my life has been sterile, and, of late, I'm bursting with the urge to do something—a most agonizing sensation—for you must see yourself, from another angle, perhaps, but still you must see, how much suffering, im-becility, and filth surround us; yet people of my generation notice nothing, do nothing, though action is simply as necessary as, say, breath or bread. And mind you, I speak not