“Despite our tiffs, despite her nastiness, despite all the fuss and faces she made, and the vulgarity, and the danger, and the horrible hopelessness of it all, I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise - a paradise whose skies were the color of hell-flames - but still a paradise.”
Lo. Lee. Ta. She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning... 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." When Humbert Humbert's childhood sweetheart dies at a young age, he develops an obsession for young girls that he calls "nymphets". He meets 12-year-old Dolores Haze (aka Lolita) when he rents a room in her mother's house and falls instantly in love with her. Unfortunately for him, things get complicated when her mother falls in love with him. Will Lolita ever be his?
Pretty f***ing intense... Perverse? Yes. Pornographic? No. Humorous? Very much so. Memorable? You bet! Thing is that you just cannot bring yourself to hate Humbert... It is so beautifully written that it evokes sympathy for him instead of a "burn in hell you sick f**k".
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