Ladies And Gentlemen Of The Jury, Exhibit

It Is Nothing But A Kind Of A Microcosmos Of Communism - All That Psychiatry', Rumbled Pnin ... 'why Not Leave Their Private Sorrow To People? Is Sorrow Not, One Asks, The Only Thing In The World People Really Possess?

His Wings Were Failing, But He Refused To Fall Without A Struggle.

Literature And Butterflies Are The Two Sweetest Passions Known To Man.

I Have Rewritten — Often Several Times — Every Word I Have Ever Published. My Pencils Outlast Their Erasers.

A Work Of Art Has No Importance Whatever To Society. It Is Only Important To The Individual.