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Hi, i’m Soma, and bind both books and variables. I pretty much only update this blog when I release a project, but here you are! If you have matters of ultimate importance to chat me up about, I can be found at jonathan.soma@gmail.com and @dangerscarf on twitter.

Posted on 07.21.09 to Uncategorized. Filed under , , , , .

My So-Called Humbert Humbert

Nabokov, from his memoir Speak, Memory, about a crush from his adolescence:

She would appear from nowhere, always standing a little apart, always barefoot, rubbing her left instep against her right calf or scratching with her fourth finger the parting in her light brown hair, and always leaning against things — against the stable door while my horse was being saddled, against the trunk of a tree when the whole array of country servitors would be seeing us off to town for the winter on a crisp September morning

Angela Chase, My So Called Life

I just like how he’s always leaning. Against stuff. He leans great.

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN FOR CIVILIZATION? Hat tip to NYTimes’ Papercuts for bringing the Nabokov passage to my notice.


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