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I sometimes used to ask myself, what on earth did I love her for? Maybe fore the warm hazel iris of her fluffy eyes, or for the natural side-wave of her brown hair, done anyhow, or again for that movement of her plump shoulders. But, probably the truth was that I loved her because she loved me. To her I was the ideal man: brains, pluck. And there was none dressed better. I remember once, when I first put on that new dinner jacket, with the vast trousers, she clapsed her hands, sank down on a chair and murmured: 'Oh, Hermann...." It was ravishment bordering upon something like heavenly woe.


Vladimir Nabokov


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In October he met Edmund Wilson who became his close friend (until their falling out two decades later) and introduced Nabokov's work to American editors. Many other subtle. His remains were cremated and are buried at the Clarens cemetery in Montreux.

Nabokov's Lolita (1955) is his most famous novel and often considered his finest work in English. S. He then rose to international prominence as a writer of English prose.

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