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In the beginning, I wanted to make a less common insight of this book, more precisely - to arrange the light through the prism of Lolita's point of view, of her minds-eye. But the essential is not on Lolita's side, so would have been superfluous.
Approaching Nabokov's novel as a work with an eminently erotic theme, in the style of Sade - is a somewhat excusable mistake, which I also made. " Lolita" could be read at most as a peak of artistic sensuality put into words, if it did not actually illustrate the potential horror destiny of the generic male of 35+....
Nabokov aloofly avoids cheap alcove spiciness. His purpose is different.
It is endearing, however, the puritanical drive to portray the bland macho intellectual Humbert as a patently pathological character. An obssesed , as we might call him, or " nympholeptic " - according to the specialized terminology. But....

A hopeless Humbert lies, probably, in every man terrified by the proximity of the middle age, terrified by the irreversible withering of the flesh, by the still painfully young vigor of the senses... I think that only opportunities to act separate a fictional Humbert from a peaceful, ordinary one.
The nabokovian Humbert is just one shown, an unmasked, amoung the many who have remained anonymous. To lose a Lolita at 40 is equivalent to perishing , to being pulverized. You have nowhere to run, how to forget, where to take refuge from yourself. All you can do is haunt the same places, like an outcast compulsively circling the crime scene, endlessly feeding his despair.

The shock that I would have wanted to cause, here, as a writer, would not have come from the appearance and artistic condemnation of the immorality of this love relation, but above all - in an unsparing demonstration, aesthetically and practically indisputable - of the fact that the birth of desire, physical, of sensuality, of the temptation of free seduction - they never coincide with the " legal age ".
The birth of a tragedy...