Saxon

“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants. This is ecstasy, and behind the ecstasy is something else, which is hard to explain. It is like a momentary vacuum into which rushes all that I love. A sense of oneness with sun and stone. A thrill of gratitude to whom it may concern―to the contrapuntal genius of human fate or to tender ghosts humoring a lucky mortal.”
― Vladimir Nabokov

“But whether he was happy or not was hard to say. Probably he was neither, just as a plant is neither.”
― Nathaniel West, Miss Lonelyhearts & The Day of the Locust

“Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards.”
― Vladimir Nabokov

“the liftman in the tube is an eternal necessity...”
― Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse