I grew, a happy, healthy child in a bright world of illustrated books, clean sand, orange trees, friendly dogs, sea vistas and smiling faces. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
I have the European urge to use my feet when a drive can be dispensed with (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
I hope you will love your baby. I hope it will be a boy. That husband of yours, I hope, will always treat you well, because otherwise my specter shall come out of him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve. ...I am thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art. And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
I knew I had fallen in love with Lolita forever; but I also knew she would not be forever Lolita. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
I shall be dumped where the weed decays, And the rest is rust and stardust (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
I want you to leave your incidental Dick, and this awful hole, and come to live with me, and die with me, and everything with me. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
I was also supposed to quiz my various companions on a number of important matters such as nostalgia, fear of unknown animals, food fantasies, nocturnal emissions, hobbies, choice of radio program, changes in out look and so forth. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
If he was silent I could be silent too. Indeed, I could very well do with a little rest in this subdued, frightened-to-death rocking chair, before I drove to wherever the beast's lair was - and then pulled the pistol's foreskin back, and then enjoyed the orgasm of the crushed trigger. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
If you want to make a movie out of my book, have one of these faces gently melt into my own, while I look. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
I'm thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art, And this is the only immortality that you and I may share, my Lolita. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
Imagine me; I shall not exist if you do not imagine me; try to discern the doe in me, trembling in the forest of my own iniquity; let's even smile a little. After all, there is no harm in smiling. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
It is not the artistic aptitudes that are secondary sexual characters as some shams and shamans have said; it is the other way around: sex is but the ancilla of art. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
It is strange that the tactile sense, which is so infinitely less precious to men than sight, becomes at critical moments our main, if not only, handle to reality. (Vladimir Nabokov, "Lolita")
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