[To stand beside a rare butterfly] “is ecstasy, and behind the ecstasy is something else, which is hard to explain. It is like a momentary vacuum into which rushes all that I love. A sense of oneness with sun and stone.
Quote by Vladamir Nabokov
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[To stand beside a rare butterfly] “is ecstasy, and behind the ecstasy is something else, which is hard to explain. It is like a momentary vacuum into which rushes all that I love. A sense of oneness with sun and stone.
Quote by Vladamir Nabokov