THT: Week 3

Today’s Treasure Hunt Tuesday post brings another classic: Lolita, a novel by Vladimir Nabokov.  There are so many gems in this book that I found it impossible to narrow things down to only one. For that matter, I couldn’t narrow it down to two.   Actually, after a bit of troublesome pondering, I managed to select only five.  As you can imagine, I highly recommend you read this book, if not for the story, then for the writing.  It flows in a way that just might be the most amazing use of words I’ve ever encountered.

So, on to the quotes.

“I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise, a paradise whose skies were the color of hell-flames, but still a paradise.”

“Emphatically, no killers are we.  Poets never kill.”

“…reducing the, meaningless to me, degrees Fahrenheit to the intimate centigrade of my childhood.”

“I am sufficiently proud of my knowing something to be modest about my not knowing all.”

And, my favorite, a short little gem that I’ve considered using as a signature line…

“Solitude was corrupting me.”