"On that happy day when the rain was lashing and you played so unexpectedly well came the resolution of the nebulous something that had imperceptibly arisen between us after our first weeks of love. I realized that you had no power over me, that it was not you alone who were my lover but the entire earth. It was as if my soul had extended countless sensitive feelers, and I lived within everything, perceiving simultaneously Niagara Falls thundering far beyond the ocean and the long golden drops rustling and pattering in the lane."This really-old-but-fantastic article calls Nabokov a linguistic acrobat. Can't help but agree. He also ate butterflies (another brilliant article).
--"Sounds," Vladimir Nabokov
Great nugget of information from the Richard Yates article: "The epigraph [of Yates' A Good School] is from the author’s favorite writer, Fitzgerald, his famous 'Draw your chair up close to the edge of the precipice and I’ll tell you a story.'" Hooray for epigraphs.
Currently halfway through Yates's Easter Parade, hoping I don't end up anything like the main character, whose first name I happen to share. Whee! Reading is fun.