Litterature

Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo. Lee. Ta.

( La première phrase de Lolita  de Vladimir Nabokov. The wonderfully poetic first lines of Lolita by Nabokov).