Mademoiselle O. Erzählungen 1935-1939.

The stories feel layered with subtle reflections on beauty and loss. I wonder how Nabokov’s own experiences influenced these recurring motifs.

Its portrayal of fleeting happiness and nostalgia felt especially poignant. I’m curious if others felt the same emotional pull or saw it differently.

His prose is so precise and poetic—does this style deepen the stories’ introspective qualities or make them more elusive?