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Lolita
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Rather than it being a book trying to make the readers empathize with a sick man, I think it's a book that teaches the readers of morale and sanity (maybe even poetic writing styles). I do not pity Mr. H.H, in fact I feel like laughing at him. Out of blind lust he threw his and poor, brave Lolita's life away. If anything I pity cunning Miss Dolly more.
Before reading the book I expressed my excitement of divulging into this mess of a story to one of my friends, she expressed her disgust and said it romanticized rape and pedophilia but that's the thing, maybe poor disillusioned Humbert did but the reader has the power not to.
Though his words were poetic his loved was tainted, it did not appeal to me. His choice of words did though.
Anyway what I'm trying to get at is that when it comes to reading, movies and music or whatever people are so quick to judge these days and sorry to say they come off sounding so dumb with their social justice bullshit.
Read, it'll make you smarter.
Before reading the book I expressed my excitement of divulging into this mess of a story to one of my friends, she expressed her disgust and said it romanticized rape and pedophilia but that's the thing, maybe poor disillusioned Humbert did but the reader has the power not to.
Though his words were poetic his loved was tainted, it did not appeal to me. His choice of words did though.
Anyway what I'm trying to get at is that when it comes to reading, movies and music or whatever people are so quick to judge these days and sorry to say they come off sounding so dumb with their social justice bullshit.
Read, it'll make you smarter.
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“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. Did she have a precursor? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, an initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.”
― Lolita
― Lolita
Reading Progress
January 25, 2016
– Shelved
January 25, 2016
– Shelved as:
to-read
July 17, 2016
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Started Reading
July 17, 2016
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0.83%
""...the wayward child, the egoistic mother, the panting maniac—these aren't only vivid characters in a unique story: they warn us of dangerous trend; they point out potent evils. "Lolita" should make all of us—parents, social workers, educators—apply ourselves with still greater vigilance and vision to the task of bringing up a better generation in a safer world.""
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3
July 17, 2016
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4.71%
""The dimmest of my pollutive dreams was a thousand times more dazzling than all the adultery the most virile writer of genius or the most talented impotent might imagine." This guy is sick but does he know how to write!!!!"
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17
July 19, 2016
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10.8%
"She was, obviously, one of those women whose polished words may reflect a book club or bridge club, or any other deadly conventionality, but never her soul; women who are completely devoid of humor; women utterly indifferent at heart to the dozen or so possible subjects of a parlor conversation, but very particular about the rules of such conversations...""
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39
July 21, 2016
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24.65%
""She desired me to resuscitate all my loves so that she might make me insult them, and trample upon them, and revoke them apostately and totally, this destroying my past. She made me tell her about my marriage to Valeria, who was of course a scream; but I also had to invent or to pad atrociously, a long series of mistresses for Charlotte's morbid delectation.""
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89
July 21, 2016
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30.75%
"I get why people refuse to read this book because of what it's based on but I don't know if they realise the author clearly condemns the acts and thoughts of Mr. H. H. as much as everyone does. This is a brilliant book."
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111
July 23, 2016
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32.41%
""Pubescent Lo swooned to Humbert's charm as she did to hiccuppy music; adult Lotte loved me with a mature, possessive passion that I now deplore and respect more than I care to say.""
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117
July 24, 2016
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41.55%
""Frigid gentlewomen of the jury! I had thought that months, perhaps years, would elapse before I dared to reveal myself to Dolores Haze; but by six she was wide awake, and by six fifteen we were technically lovers. I am going to tell you something very strange: it was she who seduced me.""
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150
July 24, 2016
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42.38%
""Sensitive gentlewomen of the jury, I was no even her first lover.""
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153
July 25, 2016
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55.12%
""We had really seen nothing. And I catch myself thinking today that our long journey had only defiled with a sinuous trail of slime the lovely, dreamy, enormous country that by then, in retrospect, was no more to us than a collection of dog-eared maps, ruined tour books, old tires, and her sobs in the night—every night, every night—the moment I feigned sleep.""
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199
July 27, 2016
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63.99%
""She sat right in the focus of my incandescent anger. The fog of lust had been swept away leaving nothing but this dreadful lucidity. Oh, she had changed!""
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231
July 27, 2016
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71.47%
""And then the remorse, the poignant sweetness of sobbing atonement, grove long love, the hopelessness of sensual reconciliation. In the velvet night, at Mirana Morel (Mirana!) I kissed the yellowish soles of her long toed feet, I immolated myself... But it was all of no avail. Both doomed were we. And soon I was to enter a new cycle of persecution.""
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258
July 28, 2016
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74.52%
""Lo! Lola! Lolita!" I hear myself crying from a doorway into the sun, with the acoustics of time, domed time, endowing my call and its tell-tale hoarseness with such a wealth of anxiety, passion and pain that really it would have been instrumental in wrenching open the zipper of her nylon shroud had she been dead. Lolita!""
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269
July 28, 2016
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80.89%
""L'autre soir un air froid d'opéra m'alita: Son félé—bien fol est qui s'y fie! Il neige, le décor s'écroule, Lolita! Lolita, qu'ai-je fait de ta vie? Dying, dying Lolita Haze, Of hate and remorse, I'm dying. And again my hairy fist I raise, And again I hear you crying.""
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292
July 28, 2016
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80.89%
""I could not kill her, of course, as some have thought. You see, I loved her. It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight.""
page
292
July 28, 2016
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87.53%
""—and I looked and looked at her, and knew clearly as I know I am to die, that I loved her more than anything I had seen or imagined on earth, or hoped for anywhere else.""
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316
July 28, 2016
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89.75%
""I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you, I was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais je t'aimais, je t'aimais! And there were times when I knew how you felt, and it was hell to know it, my little one. Lolita girl, brave Dolly Schiller.""
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324
July 28, 2016
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97.78%
""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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353
July 30, 2016
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Finished Reading
March 11, 2020
– Shelved as:
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