calvin and shane:
Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi
calvin and shane:
. . . a communal version of Virginia Woolf's room of her own.
calvin and shane:
This is Tehran for me: its absences were more real than its presences.
calvin and shane:
We were, to borrow from Nabokov, to experience how the ordinary pebble of ordinary life could be transformed into a jewel through the magic eye of fiction.