Or perhaps what matters is not the human pain or joy at all but, rather, the play of shadow and light on a live body, the harmony of trifles assembled on this particular day, at this particular moment, in a unique and inimitable way.

Vladimir Nabokov, “The Fight”
From The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov (via liquidnight)
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