I've had a new friend remind me of how beautiful the opening paragraph to Lolita is.If I accomplish nothing else in my life, I want to construct one paragraph this brilliant. Just one! But then again, "you can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style."
"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap , at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta."
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