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Thus, neither of us is alive when the reader opens this book. But while the blood still throbs through my writing hand, you are still as much part of blessed matter as I am, and I can still talk to you from here to Alaska. Be true to your Dick. Do not let other fellows touch you. Do not talk to strangers. 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 spectre shall come at him, like black smoke, like a demented giant, and pull him apart nerve by nerve. And do not pity C.Q. One had to choose between him and H.H., and one wanted H.H. to exist at least a couple of months longer, so as to have him make you live in the minds of later generations. 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.

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Lolita (1998)

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lolita 97

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we’ve got out our obsessions

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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.

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Audrey Hepburn lets her hair down in Paris When It Sizzles (1964)

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The word is “incest”.

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Frida Gustavsson for British Vogue December 2010.

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Mariinsky Theater’s production of Swan Lake  ¨*•♫♪

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Russian Ark (dir. Alexander Sokurov, 2002)

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“I came back to save you!”

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I had a vision.  A dream about a palace.

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I’m tired of feeling like I’m fucking crazy I’m tired of driving ‘till I see stars in my eyes

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