My only grudge against nature was that I could not turn my Lolita inside out and apply voracious lips to her young matrix, her unknown heart, her nacreous liver, the sea-grapes of her lungs, her comely twin kidneys.
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You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote suggests that even the darkest individuals can possess an artistic elegance in their expression.
Vladimir Nabokov's quote highlights the paradox of beauty found in the art of writing, even when it emerges from the minds of morally corrupt individuals. It suggests that skillful and sophisticated prose can be a disguise for grim or sinister thoughts, prompting the reader to reflect on the relationship between creativity and morality.
Themes
MurdererProseArtMoralityWriting
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used in a literary discussion about the nature of evil in classic literature.
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