Vladimir Nabokov. De horas y mareas
Vladimir Nabokov. TIME AND EBB
Arthur Freeman is reported to have said of memoirists that they arc-men who have too little imagination to write fiction and too bad a memory to write the truth. In this twilight of self-expression I too must float. Like other old men before me, I have discovered that the near in time is annoyingly confused, whereas at the end of the tunnel there are color and light. I can discern the features of every month in 1944 or 1945, but