… the pang of tenderness remained, akin to the vibrating outline of verses you know you know but cannot recall.

Vladimir Nabokov, from Pnin (Heinemann, 1957)

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…yes, all is in a man’s hands and he lets it all slip from cowardice, that’s an axiom. It would be interesting to know what it is men are most afraid of. Taking a new step, uttering a new word is what they fear most.…

—Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment (via liquidnight)

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