Vladimir Nabokov. Un hombre ocupado
Vladimir Nabokov. A BUSY MAN
"You must control yourself," cried Itski to Graf in a hysterical recitative. He cleared his throat and walked to the closed window.
An ever-increasing insistence. The figure 33—the theme of that dream—had got entangled with his unconscious, its curved claws like those of a bat, had got caught in his soul, and there was no way to unravel that subliminal snarl. According