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Thursday

Lecture 7


[The Enchanter (1939 / 1985)]

Vladimir Nabokov:
Lolita (1955)

Point of view



Anthology Texts:

[The Annotated Lolita (1995)]

History of the Ban:


Lolita was denounced as "filth" and "sheer unrestrained pornography" when it was first published. Author Nabokov claimed that Lolita was a comedy and disagreed with those who considered it erotic writing, yet he argued strenuously to have the novel published anonymously in order to protect his career as a professor at Cornell University. American publishers were similarly reticent about an association with the topic, and the novel was promptly refused by many when Nabokov's agent circulated it in 1954. Pascal Covici of Viking Press and Wallace Brockway of Simon and Schuster thought it would strike readers as "pornographic." James Laughlin of New Directions refused the book because “we are worried about possible repercussions both for the publisher and the author" and suggested publication in France. Before giving up, Nabokov sent the manuscript to Roger Straus of Farrar, Straus & Young and to Jason Epstein of Doubleday, who also rejected the manuscript. When the novel failed to find a publisher in the United States, Nabokov's agent took it to Olympia Press in Paris, which published it in two volumes.

After Olympia Press published Lolita in English in 1955, France banned the book in December 1956. The publisher, Maurice Girodias, asked Nabokov for help in fighting the ban, but the author replied, "My moral defense of the book is the book itself." He also wrote an essay entitled "On a Book Entitled Lolita" that was a lengthy justification, later attached to the American edition, in which he claimed that readers who thought the work erotic were misreading his intentions. Rather, Nabokov stated, "That my novel does contain various allusions to the physiological urges of a pervert is quite true. But after all we are not children, not illiterate juvenile delinquents, not English public school boys who after a night of homosexual romps have to endure the paradox of reading the Ancients in expurgated versions."

Olympia Press won its case in 1957 in the Administrative Tribunal of Paris, and the novel was back on sale in January 1958. When the Fourth Republic fell in May 1958 and General Charles de Gaulle assumed power, the French minister of the interior appealed to the Conseil d'Etat, the highest court in France. By December of that year, the book was again banned in France after the government successfully appealed the initial judgment. No appeal was possible, but the publication of the novel in French by the prestigious French publisher Gallimard in April 1959 gave Olympia Press foundation for a suit. The publisher sued the French government on the basis that the legal principle of equality between French citizens had been violated by the banning of the Olympia Press edition of Lolita and not the Gallimard edition. The English version was placed back on the market in France in September 1959.

British Customs banned the book in 1955, the same year that Graham Greene, in the Sunday Times, nominated Lolita as one of his three favorite books of the year. Greene's article led John Gordon to remark in the Sunday Express: "Without doubt it is the filthiest book I have ever read. Sheer unrestrained pornography." Several British publishers were eager to bid for the rights to the novel, bur they waited for the enactment of the Obscene Publications Bill in 1959, which would permit literary merit to be taken into account should the hook be placed on trial. They expected prosecution because reviewers were already waging a war against the novel, several stating that the novel should be suppressed in England if it could be proven that "even a single little girl was likely to be seduced as a result of its publication," Conservatives in Parliament urged Nigel Nicholson, a member of Parliament as well as a publisher, not to publish the book, claiming that it would he detrimental to the party image. He lost his next hid for reelection, partly because of Lolita.

In contrast, United States Customs determined in February 1957 that the book was not objectionable and could be admitted into the country. Therefore, the book could not be legally exported from France, but people who smuggled the book out could import it legally into the United States. Despite its admissibility by Customs, United States publishers refused to publish Lolita until G. P. Putnam's Sons took the chance in 1958. A year later, the bans in England and France were lifted and the book was published openly in those countries. In the United States, however, the Cincinnati Public Library banned the book from its shelves after the director observed that "the theme of perversion seems to me obscene."

The novel was also banned in 1959 in Argentina, where government censors claimed that the book reflected moral disintegration. In 1960, the minister of commons in New Zealand banned import of the novel under the Customs Act of 1913 that prohibited importing books deemed "indecent" within the meaning of the Indecent Publications Act of 1910. To fight the ban, the New Zealand Council of Civil Liberties imported six copies of the book and successfully challenged the Supreme Court. Mr. Justice Hutchin delivered the judgment, noting that the book had been written with no pornographic intent and for the educated reader. Basing his decision on the recommendation of a ministry advisory committee that individual orders should be permitted, the justice observed that New Zealand Customs did admit certain books addressed to authorized individuals or intended to be sold to restricted classes. The ban on Lolita in South Africa, instituted in 1974 because of the "perversion theme" of the novel, was lifted in 1982, and the South African Directorate of Publications gave permission for its publication in paperback form.

– Nicholas J. Karolides, Margaret Bald & Dawn B. Sova, 100 Banned Books: Censorship Histories of World Literature (New York: Checkmark Books, 1999): 304-06.



Narrative point-of-view [pov]:


• First-person (I-based):

“Call me Ishmael.”
– Herman Melville, Moby-Dick (1851)

This informs us that a person called Ishmael is going to be telling us the story. He may be the main character, or protagonist, or (like Dr. Watson in the Sherlock Holmes stories) simply a witness to events. They will, however, be confined to what he himself has seen, and to his own interpretations (which may well be mistaken).

• Second-person (You-based):

“You are about to begin reading Italo Calvino’s new novel, If on a Winter’s Night a Traveller. Relax. Concentrate. Dispel every other thought. Let the world around you fade.”
– Italo Calvino, Se una notte d’inverno un viaggiatore (1979)

In this case the narrator and the reader are (in theory, at least) the same person. It’s a rare – and somewhat unrealistic – technique, since people generally don’t address themselves as “you,” but can work in very self-conscious stories, often known as metafictions.

• Third-person (limited):

“Once upon a time and a very good time it was there was a moocow coming down along the road and this moocow that was coming down along the road met a nicens little boy named baby tuckoo ...

His father told him that story: his father looked at him through a glass: he had a hairy face.”
– James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916)

This is a narrative centred around the experiences of one character, and confined to his or her experiences and perceptions, but actually told by an invisible narrator privy only to the thoughts and feelings of the protagonist.

• Third-person (omniscient):

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times ...”
– Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities (1859)

Often known as Eye-of-God narration. This narrator is privy to complete information about all the characters (and events) in a story, rather than just one of them. The accuracy of the account should be nowhere called into question.

• Unreliable Narrator:

“To some extent ALL narrators are unreliable”
– Wikipedia online

Sometimes an author intends you to distrust the (generally first-person) narrator of a story. Their account may be biassed for reasons of prejudice, ignorance, or mental instability. If this is the case, the author should clearly signal details to us which conflict with the spin the narrator is giving.

• Choice of Narrative Viewpoint:

If the point of your story is the unreliability of interpretation, it’s best to choose a first-person narrator (common in 20th-century Modernism).

If the point of your story is to portray aspects of the social and physical world around us, then a third-person narrator is better (19th-century Realism).

If the point of your story is the paradoxes inherent in story-telling itself, then an (unreliable) first-person – or second-person – narrator is usual (late 20th-century Postmodernism).


[Dr Frederic Wertham: Seduction of the Inoocent (1954)]

Workshop 7:
Seduction of the Innocent


We'll begin with the book report on Lolita, then move on to do the class exercise in pairs or small groups.

Exercise 7:
Pornography or Moral Tract?


The class will be divided into two teams: pro and contra.

Each team should find evidence to back up their reading: for instance, Lolita's seduction of Humbert in the Enchanted Hunters motel might be seen to offbalance the explicit content of Humbert's diary of observations.

Next week:

Group 2: Book report on Doctor Zhivago due.

Wednesday

Lolita (1955)


[Lolita]

Vladimir Nabokov
Lolita (1955)


Extract:

We passed on to a small pantry and entered the dining room, parallel to the parlor we had already admired. I noticed a white sock on the floor. With a deprecatory grunt, Mrs. Haze stooped without stopping and threw it into a closet next to the pantry. We cursorily inspected a mahogany table with a fruit vase in the middle, containing nothing but the still glistening stone of one plum. I groped for the timetable I had in my pocket and surreptitiously fished it out to look as soon as possible for a train. I was still walking behind Mrs. Haze through the dining room when, beyond it, there came a sudden burst of greenery – “the piazza," sang out my leader, and then, without the least warning, a blue sea-wave swelled under my heart and, from a mat in a pool of sun, half-naked, kneeling, turning about on her knees, there was my Riviera love peering at me over dark glasses.

It was the same child-the same frail, honey-hued shoulders, the same silky supple bare back, the same chestnut head of hair. A polka-dotted black kerchief tied around her chest hid from my aging ape eyes, but not from the gaze of young memory, the juvenile breasts I had fondled one immortal day. And, as if I were the fairy-tale nurse of some little princess (lost, kidnapped, discovered in gypsy rags through which her nakedness smiled at the king and his hounds), I recognized the tiny dark-brown mole on her side. With awe and delight (the king crying for joy, the trumpets blaring, the nurse drunk) I saw again her lovely indrawn abdomen where my southbound mouth had briefly paused; and those puerile hips on which I had kissed the crenulated imprint left by the band of her shorts – that last mad immortal day behind the "Roches Roses." The twenty-five years I had lived since then, tapered to a palpitating point, and vanished.

I find it most difficult to express with adequate force that flash, that shiver, that impact of passionate recognition. In the course of the sun-shot moment that my glance slithered over the kneeling child (her eyes blinking over those stern dark spectacles – the little Herr Doktor who was to cure me of all my aches) while I passed by her in my adult disguise (a great big handsome hunk of movieland manhood), the vacuum of my soul managed to suck in every detail of her bright beauty, and these I checked against the features of my dead bride. A little later, of course, she, this nouvelle, this Lolita, my Lolita, was to eclipse completely her prototype. All I want to stress is that my discovery of her was a fatal consequence of that "princedom by the sea" in my tortured past. Everything between the two events was but a series of gropings and blunders, and false rudiments of joy. Everything they shared made one of them.

I have no illusions, however. My judges will regard all this as a piece of mummery on the part of a madman with a gross liking for the fruit vert. Au fond, ça m' est bien égal. All I know is that while the Haze woman and I went down the steps into the breathless garden, my knees were like reflections of knees in rippling water, and my lips were like sand, and –

"That was my Lo," she said, "and these are my lilies."

"Yes," I said, "yes. They are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!"

– Vladimir Nabokov, The Annotated Lolita, ed. Alfred Appel, Jr. 1971 (Penguin: Harmondsworth, 2000): 39-40.





Critical Responses:

"I wonder how many readers survive the novel without realizing that its heroine is, so to speak, dead on arrival, like her child. Their brief obituaries are tucked away in the 'editor's' Foreword, in nonchalant, school-newsletter form:
'Mona Dahl' is a student in Paris. 'Rita' has recently married the proprietor of a hotel in Florida. Mrs. 'Richard F. Schiller' died in childbed, giving birth to a stillborn girl, on Christmas Day 1952, in Gray Star, a settlement in the remotest Northwest." - Martin Amis.


" As far as I can recall, the initial shiver of inspiration was somehow prompted by a newspaper story about an ape in the Jardin des Plantes, who, after months of coaxing by a scientist, produced the first drawing ever charcoaled by an animal: the sketch showed the bars of the poor creature's cage." - Vladimir Nabokov, "On a Book Entitled Lolita."


Lolita (1962)
directed by Stanley Kubrick
screenplay by Vladimir Nabokov & Stanley Kubrick
starring James Mason, Sue Lyon, Shelley Winters & Peter Sellers


Quotes:

Humbert Humbert: You know, I've missed you terribly.
Lolita Haze: I haven't missed you. In fact, I've been revoltingly unfaithful to you.
Humbert Humbert: Oh?
Lolita Haze: But it doesn't matter a bit, because you've stopped caring anyway.
Humbert Humbert: What makes you say I've stopped caring for you?
Lolita Haze: Well, you haven't even kissed me yet, have you?

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Charlotte Haze: Do you believe in God?
Humbert Humbert: The question is does God believe in me?

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Lolita Haze: Do you always have to shave twice a day?
Humbert Humbert: Yes, of course, because all the best people shave twice a day.

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Charlotte Haze: Hum, you just touch me and I... I... I go as limp as a noodle. It scares me.
Humbert Humbert: Yes, I know the feeling.

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Clare Quilty: She's a yellow belt. I'm a green belt. That's the way nature made it. What happens is, she throws me all over the place.
Swine: She throws you all over the place?
Clare Quilty: Yes. What she does, she gets me in a, sort of, thing called a sweeping ankle throw. She sweeps my ankles away from under me. I go down with one helluva bang.
Swine: Doesn't it hurt?
Clare Quilty: Well, I sort of lay there in pain, but I love it. I really love it. I lay there hovering between consciousness and unconsciousness. It's really the greatest.

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Clare Quilty: Listen, didn't you... didn't you have a daughter? Didn't you have a daughter with a lovely name? Yeah! A lovely... What was it now? A lovely, lyrical, lilting name, like, uh... uh...
Charlotte Haze: Lo-li-ta!
Clare Quilty: Lolita, that's right, Lolita. Diminutive of Dolores, "The Tears and the Roses."
Charlotte Haze: Wednesday she's going to have a cavity filled by your Uncle Ivor.
Clare Quilty: Yes. Hahahahaha... Yes.

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Humbert Humbert: Well it's nothing but she had an accident.
Clare Quilty: Oh jee, she had an accident. That's really terrible, I mean fancy a fellow's wife having... a normal guy having... his wife having an accident like that, w-what happened to her?
Humbert Humbert: Uh, she was hit by a car.
Clare Quilty: Jee, no wonder she's not here. Jee, you must feel pretty bad about it w-w-w-w-when uh e-w-what's happening, is she coming out later or something?
Humbert Humbert: Well that was the understanding.
Clare Quilty: What, in an ambulance? Hehehehe jee I'm sorry I-I-I-shouln't say... I get sorta carried away you know, being so normal and everything. I get sorta carried away you know being so normal and everything.

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Charlotte Haze: [to Humbert] Oh, you MAN!

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Charlotte Haze: He is a writer and he is not be disturbed!
Lolita Haze: [makes the Nazi salute] Sieg heil!

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Humbert Humbert: What drives me insane is the twofold nature of this nymphet, of every nymphet perhaps, this mixture in my Lolita of tender, dreamy childishness and a kind of eerie vulgarity. I know it is madness to keep this journal, but it gives me a strange thrill to do so. And only a loving wife could decipher my microscopic script.

Critical Responses:

"What a surreal, dreamlike world Stanley Kubrick creates with this intriguing film! The book, a recognized 20th century classic, is at times disturbing, hysterically funny, uncomfortably erotic, and heartbreakingly sad. The film, made in the 60s, captures many of the same feelings generated by the book--but the censorship of the time could only allow Kubrick to suggest the more intimate and erotic aspects of the book--which he slyly succeeds in doing. It is hard to believe now, but when this film was released, it was considered to be unbelievably provocative and absolutely for adults only.

The movie becomes its own artistic statement - Kubrick doesn't merely try to recreate the scenes and storyline of the book--although much of it is there--but he uses the period music, speech, clothes and mannerisms to create his own imaginative and fascinating world. At the same time, we sure do end up caring about the characters. Within the exceptional cast, note the special performance Shelly Winters gives--her character is at once funny and so achingly sad and pathetic. This is a real tour-de-force of acting. In several instances we go from laughing at her to really disliking her, to feeling so very sorry for her. She creates a truly memorable character.'

The film ranks right up there with all of the spectacular films Kubrick made during his amazing and very singular career---each of his films was so distinctive--and Lolita is one of the most distinctive of them all." - Internet Movie Database.


Lolita (1997)
directed by Adrian Lyne
screenplay by Stephen Schiff
starring Jeremy Irons, Dominique Swain, Melanie Griffiths & Frank Langella


Quotes:

Humbert: I missed you. I missed you a lot.
Lolita: Well I haven't missed you. In fact, I've been revoltingly unfaithful to you. But it doesn't matter, because you don't care about me anymore anyway.
Humbert: What makes you think I don't care about you?
Lolita: Well you haven't kissed me yet, have you?

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Lolita: Murder me! Murder me like you murdered my mother!

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Humbert: What I heard then was the melody of children at play. Nothing but that. And I knew that the hopelessly poignant thing was not Lolita's absence from my side, but the absence of her voice from that chorus.

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Humbert: 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. Light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo... Lee... Ta.

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Humbert: We had been everywhere. We had really seen nothing.

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Clare Quilty: He can smell if you're sweet. He likes sweet young people. People like you.

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Humbert: A normal man, given a group photograph of school girls and asked to point out the loveliest one, will not necessarily choose the nymphet among them.

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Charlotte Haze: I asked you to make your bed. Didn't I?
Lolita: No. You asked me if I'd made my bed.

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Lolita: I feel like we're grown-ups.
Humbert: Me, too.
Lolita: We get to do whatever we want, right?
Humbert: Whatever we want.

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Miss Pratt: I know you have accepted a post at Beardsley College, and I know that there, academics are first, last, and always. Well, that's not us, Mister Humper. Here at Beardsley Prep... what we stress are the three Ds. Dramatics, Dancing, and Dating.

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Humbert: I was not quite prepared for the reality of my dual role. On the one hand, the willing corruptor of an innocent, and on the other, Humbert the happy housewife.

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Miss Pratt: She's a lovely child, Mr. Haze, but the onset of sexual maturing seems to be giving her trouble. It is the general impression that 14-year-old Dolores is morbidly disinterested in sexual matters.

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Humbert: How are the piano lessons going?
Lolita: Fine. Great. Excellent. Wonderful. Perfect.
Humbert: Especially since you missed the last two.

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Lolita: You look one hundred percent better when I can't see you.

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Lolita: Wait a sec. You're telling me we're sleeping in one room? With one bed?
Humbert: I've asked them to bring up a cot, which I'll use if you like.
Lolita: You're crazy.
Humbert: Why, my darling?
Lolita: Because, my darrr-ling, when my darrr-ling mother finds out she'll divorce you and strangle me.
Humbert: Lo, listen a moment. For all intents and purposes I am your father and I am responsible for your welfare. We are not rich, so when we travel, we shall be - we shall uh... we shall be thrown together a great deal. And two people who enter into a cohabitation inevitably lead into a kind of...
Lolita: The word is "incest".

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Lolita: I was a daisy fresh girl and look what you've done to me.

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Humbert: I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth. She was only the dead-leaf echo of the nymphet from long ago - but I loved her, this Lolita, pale and polluted and big with another man's child. She could fade and wither - I didn't care. I would still go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of her face.

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Humbert: From here to that old car you know so well is a stretch of twenty-five paces. Make those twenty-five steps. With me. Now.
Lolita: You're saying you'll give us the money if I go to a motel with you?
Humbert: No, no, no. I mean leave here now, and come live with me. And die with me, and everything with me.
Lolita: You're crazy.

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Humbert: What are you eating?
Lolita: It's called a jawbreaker. It's supposed to break your jaw. Want one?

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Clare Quilty: Who is the girl?
Humbert: She is my daughter.
Clare Quilty: You lie, she is not.
Humbert: I beg your pardon?
Clare Quilty: I said "July was hot."
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Clare Quilty: Where the Devil did you get her?
Humbert: What?
Clare Quilty: I said, "The weather is getting better."

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Clare Quilty: You are a foreigner, you are an agent of a foreign power, you're a foreign literary agent.

Critical Responses:

"This film is a stunning adaptation of the novel of the same name. The cinematography is absolutely beautiful and the film is brilliantly acted. The content of the story may put off many prospective viewers, but the story does not condone Humberts actions, it simply narrates them. For those of you unfamiliar with the story, Humberts (Irons) loss of his young love scars him in a way which compels him to rediscover it, through relationships with young girls. He moves to a town to accept a teaching position and while looking for suitable housing he meets Lolita Haze (Swain), a young girl who immediately catches his eye and his heart. The rest of the film chronicles their tempestuous relationship, one in which Humbert takes advantage of Lolita's natural curiosity and developing mind and body. I highly recommend this version of the film and the book to any person interested in a beautifully written, compelling story about one haunted man's selfish folly and the effect it has the young girl it revolves around." - Internet Movie Database.

Tuesday

Nabokov, Vladimir


[Nabokov as Pnin (1958)]

Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov
(1899-1977)


Select Bibliography:

novels in Russian:

Mashen'ka [Машенька] (1926) - English translation: Mary (1970)
Korol' Dama Valet [Король, дама, валет] (1928) - English translation: King, Queen, Knave (1968)
Zashchita Luzhina [Защита Лужина] (1930) - English translation: The Defense (1964)
Sogliadatai [Соглядатай] (1932) - English translation: The Eye (1965)
Podvig [Подвиг] (1932) English translation: Glory (1971)
Kamera Obskura [Камера Обскура] (1933) English translations: Camera Obscura (1936); Laughter in the Dark (1938)
Otchayanie [Отчаяние] (1934) - English translations: Despair (1937; 1966)
Priglasheniye na kazn' (Приглашение на казнь] (1936) - English translation: Invitation to a Beheading (1959)
Dar [Дар] (1938) - English translation: The Gift (1963)
Volshebnik [Волшебник] (1939 - unpublished) - English translation: The Enchanter (1985)

novels in English:

The Real Life of Sebastian Knight (1941)
Bend Sinister (1947)
Lolita (1955) (in Russian - 1965)
Pnin (1957)
Pale Fire (1962)
Ada or Ardor: A Family Chronicle (1969)
Transparent Things (1972)
Look at the Harlequins! (1974)
The Original of Laura (1977 - unpublished)
Novels and Memoirs: 1943-1951, ed. Brian Boyd. Library of America, 1996.
Novels: 1955-1962, ed. Brian Boyd. Library of America, 1996.
Novels: 1969-1974, ed. Brian Boyd. Library of America, 1996.

short stories:

Vozvrashchenie Chorba ["The Return of Chorb"] (1930)
Sogliadatai ["The Eye"] (1938)
Nine Stories (1947)
Vesna v Fial'te i drugie rasskazy ["Spring in Fialta and other stories"] (1956)
Nabokov's Dozen: A Collection of Thirteen Stories (1958)
Nabokov's Quartet (1966)
Nabokov's Congeries (1968)
The Portable Nabokov (1971)
A Russian Beauty and Other Stories (1973)
Tyrants Destroyed and Other Stories (1975)
Details of a Sunset and Other Stories (1976)
The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov (1995)
Cloud, Castle, Lake (2005)
"Natasha," The New Yorker, June 9 & 16, 2008.

drama:

Izobretenie Val'sa [The Waltz Invention] (1938) - English translation The Waltz Invention: A Play in Three Acts (1966)
Lolita: A Screenplay (1974)
The Man from the USSR and Other Plays (1984)

poetry:

Stikhi ["Poems"] (1916)
[with Andrei Balashov] Al'manakh: Dva Puti ["An Almanach: Two Paths"] (1918)
Grozd ["The Cluster"] (1922)
Gornii Put' ["The Empyrean Path"] (1923)
Vozvrashchenie Chorba ["The Return of Chorb"] (1929)
Stikhotvoreniia 1929–1951 ["Poems 1929–1951"] (1952)
Poems (1959)
Poems and Problems (1969)
Stikhi ["Poems"] (1979)

translations:

Romain Rolland. Nikolka Persik [Colas Breugnon] (1922).
Lewis Carroll. Anya v stranie chudes [Аня в стране чудес](1923)
Three Russian Poets: Selections from Pushkin, Lermontov, and Tyutchev (1945)Pushkin, Lermontov, Tyutchev: Poems (1947)
Mikhail Lermontov. A Hero of Our Time (1954 - with Dmitri Nabokov)
The Song of Igor's Campaign: An Epic of the Twelfth Century (1960)
Eugene Onegin, by Aleksandr Pushkin, in prose, 4 vols (1964 / 1975)
Verses and Versions (2008)

non-fiction:

Nikolai Gogol (1944)
Notes on Prosody (1963)
Strong Opinions. Interviews, reviews, letters to editors (1973) Lectures on Literature (1980)
Lectures on Ulysses. Facsimiles of Nabokov's notes (1980)
Lectures on Russian Literature (1981)
Lectures on Don Quixote (1983)
Nabokov's Butterflies, collected works on butterflies (2000)

autobiography:

Conclusive Evidence: A Memoir (1951)
Drugie Berega [Другие берега] (1954 - "Other Shores")
Speak, Memory: An Autobiography Revisited (1967)
Carrousel (1987)

letters:
The Nabokov–Wilson Letters (1979)
Perepiska s Sestroi [Переписка с Сестрой] (1984)
Selected Letters (1989)
Dear Bunny, Dear Volodya: The Nabokov–Wilson Letters, 1940–1971 (2001)


Biography & Secondary Literature:


Alexandrov, Vladimir E., ed. The Garland Companion to Vladimir Nabokov. New York, Garland Publishing, 1995.

Baker, George. "Lolita: Literature or Pornography." Saturday Review 40 (June 22, 1957): 18.

Boyd, Brian. Vladimir Nabokov: The Russian Years. Princeton, N.J.: Princeton University Press, 1990.

Boyd, Brian. Vladimir Nabokov: The American Years. Princeton, N.J.: Princeton University Press, 1991.

Centerwall, Brandon S. "Hiding in Plain Sight: Nabokov and Pedophilia." Texas Studies in Literature & Language 32 (Fall 1990): 468-84.

Dupee, F. W. "Lolita in America." Encounter 12 (February 1959): 30-35.

Feeney, Ann. "Lolita and Censorship: A Case Study.” References Services Review 21 (Winter 1993): 67-74, 90.

Field, Andrew. Nabokov: His Life in Art. New York: Crown Publishers, 1966.

Field, Andrew. Nabokov: His Life in Part. New York: Crown Publishers, 1967.

Field, Andrew. VN: The Life and Art of Vladimir Nabokov. New York: Crown Publishers, 1986.

Hicks, Granville. "Lolita and Her Problems." Saturday Review 41 (August 16, 1958): 12, 38.

Juliar, Michael. Vladimir Nabokov: A Descriptive Bibliography. New York, Garland Pub., 1986.

Levin, Bernard. "Why All the Fuss?" Spectator 202 (January 9, 1959): 32-33.

"Lolita in the Dock." New Zealand Libraries 23 (August 1960): 180-83.

Patnoe, Elizabeth. "Lolita Misrepresented, Lolita Reclaimed: Disclosing the Doubles.” College Literature 22 (June 1995): 81-104.

Proffer, Elendea, ed. Vladimir Nabokov: A Pictorial Biography. Ann Arbor, Mich.: Ardis, 1991.

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