Julka

“Come and be worshiped, come and be caressed, 270  My dark Vanessa, crimson-barred, my blest
My Admirable butterfly! Explain
How could you, in the gloam of Lilac Lane,
Have let uncouth, hysterical John Shade
Blubber your face, and ear, and shoulder blade?”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire

“Are you Elide? You look... so much like your mother... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry... She bought me time... I am alive today because of your mother... She told me to tell you... Your mother told me to tell you that she loves you - very much. Those were her last words to me. 'Tell my Elide I love her very much.' - Aelin, to Elide”
― Sarah J. Maas, Empire of Storms

“Blind passion was one thing, all-knowing intimacy a rarer commodity.”
― Stacy Schiff, Vera

“Resemblances are the shadows of differences. Different people see different similarities and similar differences.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Pale Fire