Lolita Quote by Michelle Hodkin Download Open image ““She stands unrecognized by them and unconscious herself of her fantastic power.”” — Michelle Hodkin ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.6 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Lolita
“She protected herself by making herself believe no-one else could ever really understand her.” — Jerzy Kosiński Copy Share Image
“She returned to consciousness only to find herself in an unescapable nightmare.” — Eric Jerome Dickey Copy Share Image
“The world could not define her. She was ineffably, inimitably, and incredibly herself!” — Avijeet Das Copy Share Image
“She had some kind of foolish and unreasonable notion that the more doggedly she stood, the more would she placate certain mysterious powers which… — Cora Sandel Copy Share Image
“The beautiful know they have power, and she had, in her diminutive charm, a certain power of which she was always casually aware.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Once she’d stepped into her room and shut the door behind her, all common sense and good intentions evaporated. She stood awestruck and mute,… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“She encouraged herself to see her very small presence in the world as a good thing, a power, something that a hero might possess.” — Helen Oyeyemi Copy Share Image
“...she thought herself very ill used, yet she had no power to resent it” — Daniel Defoe Copy Share Image
“They had overshadowed her in life. They would obliterate her in death.” — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
“The first thing I noticed when I woke up was that I was covered in blood. The second thing I noticed was that this… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“You could start a fire with the heat between you two." "You're mistaking bitter animosity for heartfelt affection.” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“I was applauding Mara for her extraordinarily appropriate use of the term 'batsh*t crazy” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“So, what are you doing with my little sister today?” Daniel asked. I closed my eyes in defeat. “I’m afraid I can’t ruin the… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“They lie, you know. It's not easier to ask for forgiveness. Not even a little.” — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“what if they make me stay? To keep me safe?”“I wouldn’t, if I were them.” “What do you mean?”“Any minute now . . .”Two seconds later, the sound of an alarm filled my ears. “What did you do?” I said over the noise as he backed up toward the bathroom door. “The girl who gave you the note?” “Yes .… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share
“Have you seen the rest of the flat?” A single shake. “Would you like to?” A single nod. “Follow.” I turn away from her… — Michelle Hodkin Copy Share Image
“You’re distracting,” I said truthfully. “I won’t be. I promise,” Noah said. “I’ll get some crayons and draw quietly. Alone. In a corner.” — Michelle Hodkin 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 hitched up the pants of my pajamas, flung the door open: and simultaneously Lolita arrived, in her Sunday frock, stamping, panting, and the she was in my arms, her innocent mouth melting under the ferocious pressure… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“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
“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 steps (with one glide) down the chronicle to trap a slick, sibilant character. Hiss. (Ss.) Tih. Ree. He was a pig, a plain pig, in the morning, standing five feet ten on one hoof. He was… — Brian Celio Copy Share
“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 Cameron. In it, Manson croons to Wood, who – with bobbed hair, gloves and a demure frock – blankly masturbates in an audience of writhing lesbians, Manson’s image reflected in her heart-shaped glasses. I wanted to… — Antonella Gambotto-Burke Copy Share
“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 Alps no longer possess. Innumerable lovers have clipped and kissed on the trim turf of old-world mountainsides, on the innerspring moss, by a handy, hygienic rill, on rustic benches under the initialed oaks, and in so… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
“Prizing elegance, sweet emotions, and fantasy more than morals and truth; wallowing in fleeting romance rather than trying to give meaning to life, when who knows what's going to happen to you anyway; ignoring virtue and conventions to cherish only the pleasures you are definitely experiencing now: this is the Cocoro of Rococo. No matter how much deep thought, hard… — novala takemoto Copy Share
“In a nervous and slender-leaved mimosa grove at the back of their villa we found a perch on the ruins of a low stone wall. She trembled and twitched as I kissed the corner of her parted lips and the hot lobe of her ear. A cluster of stars palely glowed above us between the silhouettes of long thin leaves;… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share
