this teetering croquembouche of impudence
Ponder
"And yet I adore him. I think he’s quite crazy, and with no place or occupation in life, and far from happy, and philosophically irresponsible – and there is absolutely nobody like him."
Vladimir Nabokov, Ada or Ardor: A Family Chronicle
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