as if i could ever forget...
"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.Lo lee ta. She was Lo, plain Lo in the morning, standing four foot ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly in school, Dolores on the dotted line.But in my arms she was always Lolita." -Vladmir Nabokov