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challenging dark mysterious reflective tense
mysterious reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

“I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases.”
challenging funny mysterious reflective medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

honestly. no thoughts, head empty
funny lighthearted mysterious reflective fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Character
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes
mysterious reflective slow-paced
Plot or Character Driven: A mix
Strong character development: Complicated
Loveable characters: Complicated
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: Yes

"Yet I was always exposed, always wide-eyed; even in sleep I did not cease to watch over myself, understanding nothing of my existence, growing crazy at the though of not being able to stop being aware of myself..."
p 7
"What further concentration is needed, what added intensity must one's gaze attain, for the brain to enlace the visual image of a person."
p 31
"For I do not exist: there exists but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me."
p 103
adventurous challenging lighthearted mysterious fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven: Plot
Strong character development: Yes
Loveable characters: No
Diverse cast of characters: No
Flaws of characters a main focus: No

Even when I don't think I entirely get everything he's trying to say, I find Nabokov immensely entertaining, and his writing an absolute joy.

>75/100.
Leído en octubre de 2021.

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«Una cosa que había sospechado desde hacía tiempo —el absurdo del mundo— se me hizo evidente. De pronto me sentí increíblemente libre, y la misma libertad era una indicación de ese absurdo. Tomé el billete de veinte marcos y lo rompí en pequeños pedazos. Me quité el reloj de pulsera y lo empecé a estrellar contra el suelo hasta que se paró. Se me ocurrió que en ese momento, si lo deseaba, podía salir corriendo a la calle y, con vulgares palabrotas de lujuria, abrazar a la mujer que eligiera; o pegar un tiro a la primera persona que encontrara, o romper un escaparate… Eso era prácticamente todo lo que se me ocurría: la imaginación de lo ilícito tiene un alcance limitado».