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Charm in Tangle Of Thorns

Charm in Tangle Of Thorns


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Charm in La Petite Mort
There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man…It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition. -Rod Serling 

Charm in La Petite Mort

There is a fifth dimension, beyond that which is known to man…It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition. -Rod Serling 

Evette and Charm in Softer Touches
Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art. -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Evette and Charm in Softer Touches

Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art. -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Charm in Tangle of Thorns
You get one wish, guilt-free…what is it?

Charm in Tangle of Thorns

You get one wish, guilt-free…what is it?

Charm Suicide in Tangle of Thorns
CHARM SAYS:  “Lolita, light of my life, fire  of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta:the tip of the tongue taking a  trip three steps down the plate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee.  Ta.
She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one  sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores  on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.
Did she have a precurser? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact,  there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a  certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as  many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can  always count a murderer for a fancy prose style. Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the  seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied.
Look at  this tangle of thorns.
-Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

Charm Suicide in Tangle of Thorns

CHARM SAYS: “Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta:the tip of the tongue taking a trip three steps down the plate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

She was Lo, plain Lo, in the morning, standing four feet ten in one sock. She was Lola in slacks. She was Dolly at school. She was Dolores on the dotted line. But in my arms she was always Lolita.

Did she have a precurser? She did, indeed she did. In point of fact, there might have been no Lolita at all had I not loved, one summer, a certain initial girl-child. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Lolita was born as my age was that summer. You can always count a murderer for a fancy prose style.
Ladies and Gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied.

Look at this tangle of thorns.

-Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita