Vladimir Nabokov. El pasajero
"Copyright by the author," suggested the critic, smiling; he was a modest, myopic man with slim, restless fingers.
"Our last recourse, then, is to cheat," continued the writer, absent-mindedly throwing a match into the critic's empty wineglass. "All that's left to us is to treat her creations as a film producer does a famous novel. The producer needs to prevent servant mai