Lolita Quote by Anonymous Download Open image ““I appealed to her stale flesh very seldom, only in cases of great urgency and despair.”” — Anonymous ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Lolita
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“She wasn't even a person anymore, just flesh rotting, but I loved her present tense.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“Her heart is so tender that she could not help but mourn even me—a man whom she can barely abide.” — Beth Fantaskey Copy Share Image
“She has no serious ideals at all-her sole aspiration seems to be to have a good time.” — L.M. Montgomery Copy Share Image
“I will never be worthy of her. But I spend every day trying my damnedest.” — Sylvain Reynard Copy Share Image
“She has vowed never to love: and that vow means I must endure a living death.” — Shakespeare Copy Share Image
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And a tear rolled down her cheek, as she said goodbye; because she's walking away, and she's never looking back — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You'll seldom experience regret for anything that you've done. It is what you haven't done that will torment you. The message, therefore, is clear.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Scrabble - The game is available in Braille. That’s a nice fact. This makes me feel better about humanity for some reason. I can’t… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away Im naughty by nature like Im hip-hop hooray With my hands in the sky,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Me.. I have been through a lot, but I still manage to have a smile on my face. Im not worried about the past… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Distance is a test of love. many will fail for those who can't withstand it, but for those who can, theres only one answer… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Rope-skipping, hopscotch. That old woman in black who sat down next to me on my bench, on my rack of joy (a nymphet was… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“A moment later I heard my sweetheart running up the stairs. My heart expanded with such force that it almost blotted me out. I… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“The softness and fragility of baby animals caused us the same intense pain. She wanted to be a nurse in some famished Asiatic country;… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“I also know that the shock of Annabel's death consolidated the frustration of that nightmare summer, made of it a permanent obstacle to any… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“History, lie of our lives, mire of our loins. Our sins, our souls. Hiss-tih-ree: the tip of the pen taking a trip of three… — Brian Celio Copy Share Image
“Heart-Shaped Glasses (When the Heart Guides the Hand), the first single from Eat Me, Drink Me, features a video filmed by Titanic director James… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share Image
“They are beautiful, heart-rendingly beautiful, those wilds, with a quality of wide-eyed, unsung, innocent surrender that my lacquered, toy-bright Swiss villages and exhaustively lauded… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
