Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth.

There's really a lot to love about this book, and the villain/protagonist Humbert Humbert. Despite having an unfortunate name, the character is sarcastic and employs dry humor in narrating this book. When reading this, and when understanding bit by bit his obession with nymphets (or underage girls that carry what he deems as a demoniac aura), I can't help but feel sorry for him. What is worse than having desires that go against the very grain of modern society?

What is socially accepted is really defined by people, and not by any high authority. So what if he likes underage girls? What is so 'unacceptable' about it? Is he killing them, hurting them, or otherwise treating them unwell? Instead of being able to express his desires, he's festering in them. I'd go insane, too, if I was in his shoes.

So, instead of thinking of him as a pervert, I like him. I really don't care that no one else accepts him. Even his creator, Nabokov, stated that Humbert was sick and perverted man. Poor Humbert. Poor, misunderstood man.