...Van tortured himself with thoughts of insufficient filial affection-a long story of unconcern, amused scorn, physical repulsion, and habitual dismissal. He looked around, making wild amends, willing her spirit to give him an unequivocal, and indeed all-deciding sign, of continued being behind the veil of time, beyond the flesh of space. But no response came, not a petal fell on his bench, not a gnat touched his hand.
( Vladimir Nabokov )
[ Ada, or Ardor: A Family ]
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