Vladimir Nabokov Quotes
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The fire you rubbed left its brand on the most vulnerable, most vicious and tender point of my body. Now I have to pay for your rasping the red rash too strongly, too soon, as charred wood has to pay for burning. When I remain without your caresses, I lose all control of my nerves, nothing exists any more than the ecstasy of friction, the abiding effect of your sting, of your delicious poison.
Like so many aging college people, Pnin had long since ceased to notice the existence of students on campus.
Nabokov taught at Cornell