At the beginning of Canto Two of his poem John Shade (the poet in VN's novel Pale Fire, 1962) says that today he is sixty-one:
There was a time in my demented youth
When somehow I suspected that the truth
About survival after death was known -
To every human being: I alone
Knew nothing, and a great conspiracy
Of books and people hid the truth from me.
There was the day when I began to doubt
Man's sanity: How could he live without
Knowing for sure what dawn, what death, what doom