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“I鈥檒l put off reading Lolita for six more years until she turns 18.”
― Groucho Marx

“Children of her type contrive the purest philosophies. Ada had worked out her own little system. Hardly a week had elapsed since Van鈥檚 arrival when he was found worthy of being initiated in her web of wisdom. An individual鈥檚 life consisted of certain classified things: "real things" which were unfrequent and priceless, simply "things" which formed the routine stuff of life; and "ghost things," also called "fogs," such as fever, toothache, dreadful disappointments, and death. Three or more things occurring at the same time formed a "tower," or, if they came in immediate succession, they made a "bridge." "Real towers" and "real bridges" were the joys of life, and when the towers came in a series, one experienced supreme rapture; it almost never happened, though. In some circumstances, in a certain light, a neutral "thing" might look or even actually become "real" or else, conversely, it might coagulate into a fetid "fog." When the joy and the joyless happened to be intermixed, simultaneously or along the ramp of duration, one was confronted with "ruined towers" and "broken bridges.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle

“What chance has a lonely surfer boy
For the love of a surfer chick,
With all these Humbert Humbert cats
Coming on so big and sick?
For me, my baby was a woman.
For him she鈥檚 just another nymphet.”
― Thomas Pynchon, The Crying of Lot 49