"No
matter, even if those eyes of hers would fade to myopic fish, and her
nipples swell and crack, and her lovely young velvety delicate delta be
tainted and torn--even then I would go mad with tenderness at the mere
sight of your dear wan face, at the mere sound of your raucous young
voice, my Lolita."
V. Nabokov, Lolita
Taschen: Stanley Kubrick, The Complete Films
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