Nabokov, no livro Lições de literatura, diz que “Great novels are above all great fairy tales….Literature does not tell the truth but makes it up. It is said that literature was born with the fable of the boy crying, ‘Wolf! Wolf!’ as he was being chased by the animal. This was not the birth of literature; it happened instead the day the lad cried ‘Wolf!’ and the tricked hunters saw no wolf….the magic of art is manifested in the dream about the wolf, in the shadow of the invented wolf.“. Em russo aqui. Em inglês. A literatura nasceu quando o homem aprendeu a mentir, a criar, a inventar.