Long after her death I felt her thoughts floating through mine. Long before we met we had had the same dreams. We compared notes. We found strange affinities. The same June of the same year {1919} a stray canary had fluttered into her house and mine, in two widely separated countries. Oh, Lolita, had you love me thus!
( Vladimir Nabokov )
[ Lolita ]
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