''Vladimir Nabokov's Comic Quest for Reality' - Nottingham eTheses

''Vladimir Nabokov's Comic Quest for Reality' - Nottingham eTheses ''Vladimir Nabokov's Comic Quest for Reality' - Nottingham eTheses

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- 152 - him "hopelessly worn at seventeen" (270), he accepts her for the first time as a human being, and as she ; s, and loves her for what she is: ... there she was with her ruined looks and her adult, rope-veined narrow hands and her goose-flesh white arms, and her shallow ears, and her unkempt armpits, ... and I looked and looked at her, and knew as clearly as 1 know I am to die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth, or hoped for anywhere else (270). He overcomes at this moment both his perverse sexual passion and his metaphysical yearning that was part of it, or was even at the root of it. Lolita is hardly recognizable as the nymphet she was, or that he saw in her: "She was only the faint violet whiff and dead leaf echo of the nymphet" (270), and it is not this echo that he now loves but "this Lolita", as she is before him, "pale and polluted, and big with another's child" (271), and he loves her more than anything he "had hoped for anywhere else", more, that is, than even that abstract beauty and perfection he had hoped and longed to find in her and through her. It is curious that a "message", and from Quilty's play, too, should sum up Humbert's experience at that moment: "mirage and reality merge in love" (197): Our "average reality" may contain reflections and echoes of the superior realm of "true reality", and through them it may be possible to apprehend that realm. But this is as near as man can get to it. What- ever belongs to it will never actually become part of our "average reality", nor can anyone make it become

- 153 - part of it. Even with the intuition or knowledge of something superior man must live in, and react to, the world in which we find ourselves so as not to lose touch with this world. This, however, has happened to Humbert. He has been enabled to apprehend through Lolita's beauty and loveliness that "infinite perfection", that "immaterial, pure, eternal, unchanging beauty". But seeing in her a nymphet, a semi-divine creature, and thus trying to make what he has apprehended part of his own world and of "average reality", he has been deluded. This is what he becomes aware of when he sees her before him "hopelessly worn at seventeen". His Lolita, the nymphet, was a mirage with no reality except in his own mind. Onto this mirage is now superimposed what Humbert has never wanted to accept until now, and what he has in fact hardly ever been aware of: the image of the human being that Lolita essentially and really is. "Reality" in the quotation from Quilty's play must certainly be taken as meaning Lolita's essentially and unchangeably human nature. And as these images are superimposed one upon the other, they also blend and become indistinguishable. They blend in Humbert's mind, and they blend and merge in his love. Humbert has certainly destroyed Lolita's childhood, and for this he suffers in his mind. Looking down on a small town one day, he hears its sounds rising, And soon I realized that all these sounds were of one nature,... What I heard was but the melody of children at play, nothing but that...

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part of it. Even with the intuition or knowledge of<br />

something superior man must live in, and react to,<br />

the world in which we find ourselves so as not to<br />

lose touch with this world. This, however, has happened<br />

to<br />

Humbert.<br />

He has been enabled to apprehend through Lolita's<br />

beauty and loveliness that "infinite perfection",<br />

that "immaterial, pure, eternal, unchanging beauty".<br />

But seeing in her a nymphet, a semi-divine creature,<br />

and thus trying to make what he has apprehended part<br />

of his own world and of "average reality", he has<br />

been deluded. This is what he becomes aware of when he<br />

sees her be<strong>for</strong>e him "hopelessly worn at seventeen".<br />

His Lolita, the nymphet, was a mirage with no<br />

reality except in his own mind.<br />

Onto this mirage is now superimposed what Humbert<br />

has never wanted to accept until now, and what he<br />

has in fact hardly ever been aware of: the image of<br />

the human being that Lolita essentially and really is.<br />

"Reality" in the quotation from Quilty's play must<br />

certainly be taken as meaning Lolita's essentially<br />

and unchangeably human nature. And as these images<br />

are superimposed one upon the other, they also blend<br />

and become indistinguishable. They blend in Humbert's<br />

mind, and they blend and merge in his love.<br />

Humbert has certainly destroyed Lolita's childhood,<br />

and <strong>for</strong> this he suffers in his mind. Looking down on<br />

a small town one day, he hears its sounds rising,<br />

And soon I realized that all these sounds<br />

were of one nature,... What I heard was but<br />

the melody of children at play, nothing<br />

but that...

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