Lolita
Vladimir Nabokov, 1955
A confession so seductive in style that readers must keep asking what the charm is hiding.
Nabokov wrote Lolita in English, then translated it into Russian himself; he had already published nine novels in Russian under the pen name V. Sirin.
Feels like unease.
The name he gives her is a spell, a claim, and a cage.
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita. Vladimir Nabokov, 1955
A confession so seductive in style that readers must keep asking what the charm is hiding.
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