“Extraordinary and wonderful. . . . Some of the most rapturous love letters anyone has ever written.” —The Spectator
“A self-portrait of the young Vladimir unvarnished by Nabokovian irony. The earliest letters, intoxicated with language and desire, are intoxicating to read.” —The New Yorker
“It is the prose itself that provides the lasting affirmation . . . the lavishness, the freely offered gift, of his divine energy.” —Martin Amis, The New York Times Book Review
