The best part of a writer's biography is not the record of his adventures but the story of his style. [Vogue, interview, — Vladimir Nabokov
The best part of a writer's biography is not the record of his adventures but the story of his style. [Vogue, interview, — Vladimir Nabokov
The best part of a writer's biography is not the record of his adventures but the story of his style. [Vogue, interview, — Vladimir Nabokov
The best part of a writer's biography is not the record of his adventures but the story of his style. [Vogue, interview, — Vladimir Nabokov
The best part of a writer's biography is not the record of his adventures but the story of his style. [Vogue, interview, — Vladimir Nabokov
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The best part of a writer's biography is not the record of his adventures but the story of his style. [Vogue, interview, 1969]

— Vladimir Nabokov
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