Adultery is a most conventional way to rise above the conventional.

I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.

Oh, my Lolita, I have only words to play with!

I always call him Lewis Carroll Carroll, because he was the first Humbert Humbert.

I am surrounded by some sort of wretched specters, not by people. They torment me as can torment only senseless visions, bad dreams, dregs of delirium, the drivel of nightmares and everything that passes down here for real life.

Some might think that the creativity, imagination, and flights of fancy that give my life meaning are insanity.

I believe the poor fierce-eyed child had figured out that with a mere fifty dollars in her purse she might somehow reach Broadway or Hollywood - or the foul kitchen of a diner (Help Wanted) in a dismal ex-prairie state, with the wind blowing, and the stars blinking, and the cars, and the bars, and the barmen, and everything soiled, torn, dead.