Vladimir Nabokov's Glory is, in part, a cautionary tale about the dangers of imagination. The completely ordinary main character becomes aware that aspects of his imaginary life have come true, which leads him on a trip down a decisive path. It's all done for the love of a woman who could (barely) care less, which adds poignancy. Reading Nabokov delivers pure pleasure for his style. (But keep a dictionary handy.)
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