We all have such fateful objects - it may be a recurrent landscape in one case, a number in another - carefully chosen by the gods to attract events of specific significance for us: here shall John always stumble; there shall Jane's heart always break.
Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
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Pale Fire
No free man needs a God; but was I free?
How fully I felt nature glued to me
And how my childish palate loved the taste
Half-fish, half honey of that golden paste.
- Vladimir Nabokov, from Pale Fire
How fully I felt nature glued to me
And how my childish palate loved the taste
Half-fish, half honey of that golden paste.
- Vladimir Nabokov, from Pale Fire
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