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But her madness, the majesty of her madness, still retained a mad queen’s pathetic coquetry:
Ada, or Ardor
Vladimir Nabokov
Archer reddened to the temples, but dared not move or speak: it was as if her words had been some rare butterfly that the least motion might drive off on startled wings, but that might gather a flock about it if it were left undisturbed.
The Age of Innocence
Edith Wharton
she felt and smelt and melted like you. The strong charm of coincidence.”
Ada, or Ardor
Vladimir Nabokov
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