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“He had used only a drop of his perfume for his performance in Grasse. There was enough left to enslave the whole world. If he wanted, he could be feted in Paris, not by tens of thousands, but by hundreds of thousands of people; or could walk out to Versailles and have the King kiss his feet; write the Pope a perfumed letter and reveal himself as the new Messiah; be anointed in Notre-Dame as Supreme Emperor before kings, or even as God come to earth.”
― Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer

“Humbert Humbert: You know, I've missed you terribly.
Lolita Haze: I haven't missed you. In fact, I've been revoltingly unfaithful to you.
Humbert Humbert: Oh?
Lolita Haze: But it doesn't matter a bit, because you've stopped caring anyway.
Humbert Humbert: What makes you say I've stopped caring for you?
Lolita Haze: Well, you haven't even kissed me yet, have you?”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“I want you to leave your incidental Dick, and this awful hole, and come to live with me, and die with me, and everything with me.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“You know, what's so dreadful about dying is that you are completely on your own.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita