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Часть текста: 230) На самом деле, чем значительнее познания, тем сильнее ощущение тайны. Владимир Набоков [285] Джон Шейд занят исследованием областей потустороннего; Кинбот подробно описывает географию земблянского полуострова и рисует для Шейдов детальный план дворца в Онхаве. Набоков прибегает к географической метафоре для описания творческого процесса. В «Память, говори» он рассуждает о действия[х] творческого разума, от прокладки курса через опасные моря до писания тех невероятно сложных романов, где автор в состоянии ясного безумия ставит себе единственные в своем роде правила и преграды, которые он соблюдает и одолевает с пылом божества, строящего полный жизни мир из самых невероятных материалов — из скал, из листов копировальной бумаги, из незрячего трепета (568). Рассказ Кинбота о своем бегстве из Зембли — это реализация метафоры Набокова: он преодолевает невероятные преграды, однако его «ясное безумие» имеет буквальный смысл, тогда как набоковское — метафорический. «Незрячий трепет» Кинбота почти во всем отличается от набоковского, однако скалы, символизирующие природный мир, существуют независимо от обоих — это сырой материал, общий для обоих «безумцев». Путешественники и натуралисты «Бледный огонь» изобилует отсылками к фигурам путешественников и ученых,...
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Часть текста: tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns. 2 I was born in 1910, in Paris. My father was a gentle, easy-going person, a salad of racial genes: a Swiss citizen, of mixed French and Austrian descent, with a dash of the Danube in his veins. I am going to pass around in a minute some lovely, glossy-blue picture-postcards. He owned a luxurious hotel on the Riviera. His father and two grandfathers had sold wine,...
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Часть текста: dust has settled. What is your particular clash? Well, that's the clash I am generally faced with. In many of your writings, you have conceived what {consider to be an Alice-in-Wonderland world of unreality and illusion. What is the connection with your real struggle with the world? Alice in Wonderland is a specific book by a definite author with its own quaintness, its own quirks, its own quiddity. If read very carefully, it will be seen to imply, by humorous juxtaposition, the presence of a quite solid, and rather sentimental, world, behind the semi-detached dream. Moreover, Lewis Carroll liked little girls. I don't. The mixture of unreality and illusion may have led some people to consider you mystifying and your writing full of puzzles. What is your answer to people who say you are just plain obscure? To stick to the crossword puzzle in their Sunday paper. Do you make a point of puzzling people and playing games with readers? What a bore that would be! The past figures prominently in some of your writing. What concern do you have for the present and the future? My conception of the texture of time somewhat resembles its image in Part Four of Ada. The present is only the top of the past, and the future does not exist. What have you found to be the disadvantages of being able to write in so many languages? The inability to keep up with their ever-changing slang. What are the advantages? The ability to render an exact nuance by shifting from the language I am now using to a brief burst of French or to a soft rustle of Russian. What do you think of critic George Steiner's linking you with Samuel Beckett and Jorge Luis Borges as the three figures of probable genius in contemporary fiction? That playwright and that essayist are regarded nowadays with such religious fervor that in the triptych you mention, I would feel like a robber between two...