Your letters they are lovely like the white nights | Letter to Vera Slonim by Vladimir Nabokov (1923) when she was 19 and he 22.

Your letters they are lovely like the white nights | Letter to Vera Slonim by Vladimir Nabokov (1923) when she was 19 and he 22.
“Float like a Butterfly, sting like a Bee His hands can’t hit, what his eyes can’t see” – Fighting talk before the Foreman fight in 1974
Our minds are such that we reject the notion of insoluable problems. If there is a problem there must be a solution. It is only mathematicians who know the redeeming formula that 'under the given conditions the problem is insoluable.'
Ludmila Ulitskaya: Daniel Stein, Interpreter (2012)
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