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Часть текста: I had written in longhand before having them typed for submission to Toffler when he came to Montreux in mid-March, 1963. The present text takes into account the order of my interviewer's questions as well as the fact that a couple of consecutive pages of my typescript were apparently lost in transit. Egreto perambis doribus! With the American publication of Lolita in 1958, your fame and fortune mushroomed almost overnight from high repute among the literary cognoscenti-- which you bad enjoyed for more than 30 years-- to both acclaim and abuse as the world-renowned author of a sensational bestseller. In the aftermath of this cause celebre, do you ever regret having written Lolita? On the contrary, I shudder retrospectively when I recall that there was a moment, in 1950, and again in 1951, when I was on the point of burning Humbert Humbert's little black diary. No, I shall never regret Lolita. She was like the composition of a beautiful puzzle-- its composition and its solution at the same time, since one is a mirror view of the other, depending on the way you look. Of course she completely eclipsed my other works-- at least those I wrote in English: The Real Life of Sebastian Knight, Bend Sinister, my short stories, my book of recollections; but I cannot grudge her this. There is a queer, tender charm about that mythical nymphet. Though many readers and reviewers would disagree that her charm is tender, few would deny that it is queer-- so much so that when director Stanley Kubrick proposed his plan to make a movie of Lolita, you were quoted as saying, "Of course they'll have to change the plot. ...

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Часть текста: written in 1929 while the Master and his wife were vacationing and hunting butterflies in the Pyren?es Orientales and published serially, first in Rul' (one chapter), then in Sovremennye zapiski , nos. 40-42, and finally in book form later that same year by Slovo in Berlin. An English version, translated by the author in collaboration with Michael Scammell, was published in 1964 by Putnam as The Defenestration . This edition is true to the original with the exception of two references to Zembla that the author, or the translator, or an unnamed editor, or an inattentive typesetter, chose to remove, or happened to remove inadvertantly, from Chapters Two and Five. Zashchita Luzhina is a book about chess, "a game of skill played by two persons, each having sixteen pieces to move in different ways, on a board divided into 64 squares, alternately light and dark." (I owe this pithy definition to Webster.) If the reader does not know, or has forgotten, the rules to the game, he or she is invited to consult one of the many pamphlets devoted to chess that must surely exist in every language written and read in the civilized world. The word chess derives from Middle English ches or chesse , thence from Old French eschec (francophones will hear here an echo of the French word for failure, a not irrelevant observation for the case under discussion), or echac ,2 thence from Persian shah , a king, the most important piece in the game. Luzhin, the eponymous hero, is our king: He remembered especially the time when he was quite small, playing all alone, and wrapping himself up in the tiger rug, to represent, rather forlornly, a king (p. 70, 4). (Indeed. A young and pretty princelet, I too played at being king. Note the tiger rug, which will reappear later as a "belaia medvezh'ia shkura, raskinuv lapy, slovno letia ...

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Часть текста: и день заботъ, «Благословенъ и тмы приходъ! 1 на случай [= случайно]. «Стихи на случай сохранились». Пушкин не сохранял их так «свято», как он хранил письмо Татьяны (см. коммент. к главе Третьей, XXXI, 1–4). 3 Куда, куда вы удалились. Я предпочел бы повторить возглас, так часто слышимый в английской поэзии семнадцатого и восемнадцатого веков: Джон Коллоп, «Дух, Плоть» (1656): Куда? ах, куда летит моя душа… Томас Флетчер (1692): Куда, любящая душа, ах, куда ты полетишь? Поуп, переделка стихотворения императора Адриана «Душа моя, скиталица…», строка 5: Куда, ах, куда, ты устремляешь свой полет! (В 1713 г. Поуп послал Джону Кэриллу два перевода произведения Адриана; именно во втором из них, начинающемся «Ах, быстро улетающий дух!» и озаглавленном «То же самое другой рукой» — вероятно, другой рукой Поупа, — встречается это «куда»). Джеймс Битти, «Ода к Надежде» (ок. 1760 г.), строка 78: Куда, ах, куда вы мчитесь? Анна Легация Барбо, «Жизнь» (ок. 1811 г.): О, куда, куда же ты летишь… Барри Корнуолл, «Песня» (ок. 1820 г.): Куда, ах! куда пропала моя потерянная любовь… Китс, «Эндимион» (1818), кн. 1, строки 970–71: …Ах! Где Те быстрые мгновения? Куда они умчались? 4 Весны моей… дни. Часто использовавшийся галлицизм. Приведу только несколько примеров, отмеченных при случайном чтении: Клеман Маро, «О самом себе» (1537): Plus ne suis ce que j'ay esté, Et ne le sçaurois...

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Часть текста: «Дар», которые хранятся в Библиотеке Конгресса США в Вашингтоне. Я не претендую на то, чтобы вынести какие-нибудь определенные суждения об этих документах. Они сами фрагментарны и незавершенны и требуют взгляда со стороны. Перечень содержания архива, составленный Брайеном Бойдом, появился (без подписи) в одном из первых номеров «The Vladimir Nabokov Research Newsletter», предшественника «The Nabokovian» [469] . Единицы хранения, которые я рассматриваю, там обозначены так: Папка № 6. а) Рукопись 4-й главы «Дара», 90 с. (По-русски). б) Печатные страницы публикации «Дара» в «Современных записках», главы 1–3 и 5, с исправлениями В. Н. (Владимира Набокова) и использованные как гранки для книжного издания. (По-русски). в) Машинопись 4-й главы «Дара» с исправлениями от руки, использованная как гранки для книжного издания, 108 с. (По-русски). Сопровождается одной страницей библиографической справки, написанной рукой Веры Набоковой. г) Рукописная записная книжка — неопубликованные на броски и заметки для продолжения «Дара», 31 с., с черновиком продолжения «Русалки», 5 с. (По-русски) [470] . д) Рукопись — неопубликованное «Второе дополнение» к «Дару», 54 с. (По-русски). е) Машинопись — неопубликованное «Второе дополнение» к «Дару», 5 с. (незаконченное). (По-русски). Особенно меня...

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Часть текста: Contemporary Literature, vol. VIII, no. 2, spring 1967) was conducted on September 25, 27, 28, 29, 1966, at Montreux, Switzerland. Mr. Nabokov and his wife have for the last six years lived in an opulent hotel built in 1835, which still retains its nineteenth-century atmosphere. Their suite of rooms is on the sixth floor, overlooking Lake Geneva, and the sounds of the lake are audible through the open doors of their small balcony. Since Mr. Nabokov does not like to talk off the cuff (or "Off the Nabocuff," as he said) no tape recorder was used. Mr. Nabokov ei! ther wrote out his answers to the questions or dictated them to the interviewer; in some instances, notes from the conversation were later recast as formal questions-and-answers. The interviewer was Nabokov's student at Cornell University in 1954, and the references are to Literature 311-312 (MWF, 12), a course on the Masterpieces of European Fiction (Jane Austen, Gogol, Dickens, Flaubert, Tolstoy, Stevenson, Kafka, Joyce, and Proust). Its enrollment had reached four hundred by the time of Nabokov's resignation in 1959. The footnotes to the interview, except where indicated, are provided by the interviewer, Alfred Appel, Jr. For years bibliographers and literary journalists didn't know whether to group you under "Russian" or "American. "Now that you're living in Switzerland there seems to be complete agreement that you're American. Do you find this kind of distinction at all important regarding your identity as ...

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Часть текста: bit of your precious time. So this was le grand moment. I had left my Lolita still sitting on the edge of the abysmal bed, drowsily raising her foot, fumbling at the shoelaces and showing as she did so the nether side of her thigh up to the crotch of her pantiesshe had always been singularly absentminded, or shameless, or both, in matters of legshow. This, then, was the hermetic vision of her which I had locked inafter satisfying myself that the door carried no inside bolt. The key, with its numbered dangler of carved wood, became forthwith the weighty sesame to a rapturous and formidable future. It was mine, it was part of my hot hairy fist. In a few minutessay, twenty, say half-an-hour, sicher its sicher as my uncle Gustave used to sayI would let myself into that “342” and find my nymphet, my beauty and bride, imprisoned in her crystal sleep. Jurors! If my happiness could have talked, it would have filled that genteel hotel with a deafening roar. And my only regret today is that I did not quietly deposit key...

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Часть текста: a prison cell or paradise, with yellow window shades pulled down to create a morning illusion of Venice and sunshine when actually it was Pennsylvania and rain. We came to know nous connmes, to use a Flaubertian intonationthe stone cottages under enormous Chateaubriandesque trees, the brick unit, the adobe unit, the stucco court, on what the Tour Book of the Automobile Association describes as “shaded” or “spacious” or “landscaped” grounds. The log kind, finished in knotty pine, reminded Lo, by its golden-brown glaze, of friend-chicken bones. We held in contempt the plain whitewashed clapboard Kabins, with their faint sewerish smell or some other gloomy self-conscious stench and nothing to boast of (except “good beds”), and an unsmiling landlady always prepared to have her gift (“…well, I could give you…”) turned down. Nous connmes (this is royal fun) the would-be enticements of their repetitious namesall those Sunset Motels, U-Beam Cottages, Hillcrest Courts, Pine View Courts, Mountain View Courts, Skyline Courts, Park Plaza Courts, Green Acres, Mac’s Courts. There was sometimes a special line in the write-up, such as “Children...

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Часть текста: на английском языке. Bayerischer Rundfunk, 1971-72 г. Bayerischer Rundfunk [1971-72] In October, 1971, Kurt Hoffman visited me in Montreux to film an interview for the Bayeriscber Rundfunk. Of its many topics and themes I have selected a few for reproduction in this volume. The bit about my West European ancestors comes from a carefully executed and beautifully bound Ahnentafel, given me on my seventieth birthday by my German publisher Heinrich Maria Ledig-RowohIt. ON TIME AND ITS TEXTURE We can imagine all kinds of time, such as for example "applied time"-- time applied to events, which we measure by means of clocks and calendars; but those types of time are inevitably tainted by our notion of space, spatial succession, stretches and sections of space. When we speak of the "passage of time," we visualize an abstract river flowing through a generalized landscape. Applied time, measurable illusions of time, are useful for the purposes of historians or physicists, they do not interest me, and they did not interest my creature Van Veen in Part Four of my Ada. He and I in that book attempt to examine the essence of Time, not its lapse. Van mentions the possibility of being "an amateur of Time, an epicure of duration," of being able to delight sensually in the texture of time, "in its stuff and spread, in the fall of its folds, in the very impalpability of its grayish gauze, in the coolness of its continuum." He also is aware that "Time is a fluid...

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Часть текста: her finger-tip veil, nor does she carry a white orchid in a prayer book. The bride’s little daughter might have added to the ceremonies uniting H. and H. a touch of vivid vermeil; but I knew I would not dare be too tender with cornered Lolita yet, and therefore agreed it was not worth while tearing the child away from her beloved Camp Q. My soi-disant passionate and lonely Charlotte was in everyday life matter-of-fact and gregarious. Moreover, I discovered that although she could not control her heart or her cries, she was a woman of principle. Immediately after she had become more or less my mistress (despite the stimulants, her “nervous, eager chri a heroic chri ! had some initial trouble, for which, however, he amply compensated her by a fantastic display of old-world endearments), good Charlotte interviewed me about my relations with God. I could have answered that on that score my mind was open; I said, insteadpaying my tribute to a pious platitudethat I believed in a cosmic spirit. Looking down at her fingernails, she also asked me had I not in my family a certain strange strain. I countered by inquiring whether she would still want to marry me if my father’s maternal grandfather had been, say, a Turk. She said it did not matter a bit; but that, if she ever found out I did not believe in Our Christian God, she would commit suicide. She said it so solemnly that it gave me the creeps. It was then I knew she was a woman of principle. Oh, she was very genteel: she said “excuse me”...

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Часть текста: что я должен придумать своего рода научный трактат о времени, и затем постепенно превратить его в рассказ, который у меня уже задуман. Метафоры оживают. Метафоры постепенно превращаются в повествование, потому что говорить о времени, не используя сравнений или метафор, очень трудно. И моя цель — сделать так, чтобы эти метафоры, размножившись, постепенно оформились в самостоятельный рассказ, затем вновь распались, а завершалось бы все это довольно сухим, хотя серьезным и добросовестно написанным трактатом о времени. Все это так трудно сочинять, что уж и не знаю, что делать. 1 Когда в сентябре 1964 года Джейн Хауард брала у него интервью, он рассказал и ей о своем новом замысле. Вернувшись в Америку, она послала ему «Естественную философию времени» Джеральда Уитроу, которая в свое время тоже влилась в привольное течение «Ады» 2 . Еще в июле Вера писала Уолтеру Минтону, что ее муж «заканчивает» новую книгу. Но его дневники и рукописи свидетельствуют о том, что хотя он и рассчитывал на скорый прорыв, роман мало продвинулся за этот год, что неудивительно: все свободное от переводов, предисловий и интервью время он работал над «Бабочками Европы». Однако в конце сентября 1964 года, еще до того, как Джейн Хауард послала ему свой подарок, он всерьез приступил к «Ткани времени» 3 . В середине октября он начертал на одной из карточек заглавие «Эксперимент» и начал записывать свои сны, чтобы проверить утверждение Дж. У. Данна, сделанное в «Эксперименте со временем»: время движется не только вперед, но и назад, и сны кажутся пророческими потому, что время в них зачастую течет в ином направлении — будущее предшествует настоящему. Набокову не удалось ничего доказать,...

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