Dolores Haze, Lolita, made him lose his mind. H.H. is accurate in discovering every detail of his nymphet, but he cannot see the poetry in her name. It literally means Pain and Fog. Humbert’s love makes him feel pain, because it is a morally wrong romance, but he cannot see that, his vision is blurred because of her.
When H.H. can finally recognize the consequences of his actions he is ashamed and lets us imagine that he could be a painter. “There would have been a lake. There would have been an arbor in flame-flower . . . a tiger pursuing a bird of paradise . . . a last throb, a last dab of color, stinging red, smarting pink, a sigh, a wincing child".
True love never dies. Lolita is a grown woman now, but “You see, I loved her. It was love at first sight, at last sight, at ever and ever sight . . . I loved her more than anything I have ever seen or imagined on earth”.
Humbert Humbert writes the story of his misunderstood love life, because he needs to keep Lolita alive. This is why “one wanted H.H. to exist at least a couple of months longer, so as to have him make you live in the minds of later generations . . . And this is the only immortality you and I may share, my Lolita”.
I dedicate this post to Vladimir Nabokov, the inspiration of my life.
I am a tiger. I am a bird of paradise.