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Paperback Castles

I live on a page in a book. My name is written in a curly and swirly font, along with long descriptions of sleepless nights and filled bookcases.

Currently reading

Swann's Way (In Search of Lost Time, #1)
Marcel Proust, Lydia Davis, Christopher Prendergast
Swanns verden 2 (På sporet af den tabte tid, #2)
Marcel Proust
The Essential Rumi
Rumi, Coleman Barks, John Moyne, A.J. Arberry
Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov "Lolita" is really a mindgame; a labyrinth of deception and manipulation, a constantly shifting playing field of symphathy and revulsion.

With heartbreakingly poetic phrases and lyrical love declarations, Nabokov tries to trick his readers into siding with a pedophile. And, most scarily of all, some of the time he actually succeeds.
Humbert Humbert is really a humbug, a coward, a pathetic, self-pitying, murderous, violent and loathsome caricature of a human being. A completely unreliable narrator, hiding beneath layers and layers of beautifully woven words. Poetry, metaphors and indefinite wordplay serves as a delicate disguise for his twisted personality.

Humbert steals away Dolores Haze, bends her reality, rips off her identity, and turns her into his Lolita - a 12-year old girl without a childhood. She becomes faceless, and no accurate description of her can be found. Even though her name serves as the title of the book, she is nowhere present. Instead the pages are filled with Humbert Humbert and his sickly sweetening smell.

Nabokov's writing is perfect, and "Lolita" is an abominable story told in the most beautiful way possible.