From Nabokov’s novel Pnin. The character remembers a girl he knew who was killed in the holocaust. “What chatty Madam Shpolyanski mentioned had conjured up Mira’s image with unusual force. This was disturbing. Only in the detachment of an incurable complaint, in the sanity of near death, could one cope with this for a moment…. [Read More]
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