Vladimir, Cornell, stacks of note cards, and the best book you ever read

There is no earthly reason for a single man to write this well. There is no earthly reason at all. Listen [caution, sound], learn, and think about how much better he is than you at writing. I don't care if Salinger, Cheever or John Updike himself is reading this right now (actually Cheever kinda sucks, Garp my ass). Nobody's better in the last 100 years than Nabokov, with the possible exceptions of Graham Greene and Faulkner and Joyce, and they's dead too. Nobody else uderstood tripping down the tongue, and that makes all the difference.