856 Points
"Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palette to tap, at three, on the teeth."
349 Points
"A few miles south of Soledad, the Salinas River drops in close to the hillside bank and runs deep and green."
311 Points
"I am doomed to remember a boy with a wrecked voice - not because of his voice, or because he was the smallest person I ever knew, or even because he was the instrument of my mother's death, but..."
128 Points
"The Brangwens had lived for generations on the Marsh Farm, in the meadows where the Erewash twisted sluggishly through alder trees, separating Derbyshire and Nottinghamshire."
64 Points
"I became what I am today at the age of twelve, on a frigid overcast day in the winter of 1975."
18 Points
"One January day, thirty years ago, the little town of Hanover, anchored on a windy Nebraska tableland, was trying not to be blown away. A mist of fine snowflakes was curling and eddying about the..."
7 Points
"There is a lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills."