В полдень послышался клюнувший ключ.

“She was only the faint violet whiff and dead leaf echo of the nymphet I had rol…”

“Oh, my Lolita, I have only words to play with!”

“beyond the tilled plain, beyond the toy roofs, there would be a low suffusion o…”

“When that slow-motion, silent explosion of love takes place in me, unfolding it…”