Status Updates From Reading Lolita in Tehran: A...

“That small side opening was the source of endless tales of frustration, humiliation and sorrow. It was meant to make the girls ordinary and invisible. Instead, it brought them into focus and turn them into objects of curiosity”

"who wants to read them now, at this time?
Who indeed? People like me seemed as irrelevant as Fitzgerald was to Mike Gold, or Nabokov to Stalin’s Soviet Union, or James to the Fabian Society, or Austen to the revolutionaries of her time"

I just can't describe how much i understand her...