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1. Подвиг. Глава IX

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2. Чарльз Кинбот: Серебристый свет. Подлинная жизнь Владимира Набокова. Chapter Four. Night Roams the Fields

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1. Подвиг. Глава IX

Входимость: 1. Размер: 1кб.

2. Чарльз Кинбот: Серебристый свет. Подлинная жизнь Владимира Набокова. Chapter Four. Night Roams the Fields

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Часть текста: to say when confronted by a particularly short-sighted variety of seize-the-day hedonist: Life is not a dress rehearsal, true; but neither is it the final act. Ladies and Gentlemen, I have a confession to make: since beginning this book, I have been haunted. By this I do not mean obsessed by my subject, nor beguiled by a dim whiff of literary fame, nor even the victim of an id?e fixe . I mean haunted, from the Old Zemblan heimte : to bring home, pull, fetch, claim. Someone or something has been haunting me: dogging my mental steps, hiding my pencils and note cards, tapping a disembodied fingernail against my cabin’s windowpanes, whispering seductive doom between gusts of March wind and endeavoring in every conceivable way to coax me through the looking glass. I think I know who it is. *** A colleague to whom I had unbosomed myself the morning after a particularly bad night mentioned, later in the conversation and quite offhandedly, that he had a friend (let’s call her LN) in Omaha who had recently consulted a psychic with the aim of contacting her spouse, who had died unexpectedly a few...