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.
清晨,她是洛,简单的洛,身高四英尺十寸,只穿一只袜子,亭亭玉立。穿便裤时,她是洛拉。在学校时,她是多丽。签名时,她是多洛雷斯。但在我怀里,她永远都是洛丽塔。
So why do I talk about the benefits of failure? Simply because failure meant a stripping away of the inessential. I stopped pretending to myself that I was anything other than what I was, and began to direct all my energy into finishing the only work that mattered to me.
如果每个人都诚实,那么诚实是很自然的。