Kevin

“The accumulation of consecutive rooms in his memory now resembled those displays of grouped elbow chairs on show, and beds, and lamps, and inglebooks which, ignoring all space-time distinctions, commingle in the soft light of a furniture store beyond which it snows, and the dusk deepens, and nobody really loves anybody.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin

“In accordance with the law the death sentence was announced to Cincinnatus C. in a whisper.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Invitation to a Beheading