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The Opening Lines
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I have not read any Nabokov. However, based on these amazing opening lines, I think I am going to have to.

August 23, 2007 / Uncategorized

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Oh man, you’ve never read Nabokov? Do I have an annotated Lolita for you.

I was the shadow of the waxwing slain

By the false azure in the windowpane;

I was the smudge of ashen fluff, and I

Lived on, flew on, in the reflected sky.

And from the inside too, I’d duplicate

Myself, my lamp, an apple on a plate:

Uncurtaining the night, I’d let dark glass

Hang all the furniture above the grass

Etc. to 999 lines…

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