This first chapter of Lolita has always struck me as the most perfect piece of literature I could imagine.

This first chapter of Lolita has always struck me as the most perfect piece of literature I could imagine.

Have written more than a hundred pages and not gotten anywhere yet. My calendar is getting confused. That must have been around August 15, 1947. Don’t think I can go on. Heart, head - everything. Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita. Repeat til the page is full, printer.
-Lolita, page 109

Have written more than a hundred pages and not gotten anywhere yet. My calendar is getting confused. That must have been around August 15, 1947. Don’t think I can go on. Heart, head - everything. Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita, Lolita. Repeat til the page is full, printer.

-Lolita, page 109