Lincoln Writer reminded me that this quote from Nabokov is one of my favorite ever!
It is certainly not then - not in dreams - but when one is wide awake, at moments of robust joy and achievement, on the highest terrace of consciousness, that mortality has a chance to peer beyond its own limits, from the mast, from the past and its castle tower. And although nothing much can be seen through the mist, there is somehow the blissful feeling that one is looking in the right direction.
That is how I wish I could write, with that beauty and that vision. And while I am on inspiring quotes, these by Jack Kerouac aren't so shabby either.
Have a great evening.