Has anyone ever encountered an actual nymph as per described in Vladimir Nabokov's book Lolita...

Has anyone ever encountered an actual nymph as per described in Vladimir Nabokov's book Lolita? Where do you think they go when they grow older?

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My personal interpretation of the book is that Nabokov's description of "nymphets" is actually a description of femininity as something beautiful, capable to sense but not to fully articulate its own beauty, and therefore cruel of the innocent cruelty of animals, hurting others without realizing it nor feeling guilty about it.

I took the fact that Lolita was underage to represent this sort of innocence that often goes together with the cruelty of a woman - especially if she is beautiful - when she does not realize, and sometime is even incapable of imagining, the feelings a man could have for her.
In this sense, a woman often seems childish: this is why I think Lolita is a child.

I've never read it as a the story of a rapist, but as the story of someone who is deeply, hopelessly in love with a woman who is very childish - and very cruel.

There is something mystical, though, about how someone can be able to contemplate beauty and fall in love despite the fact that someone is childish and cruel - and despite the fact that it is morally wrong.
There is an opening toward a possibile initiation to some secret mystery of love, in the contemplation of beauty. There is a knowledge that only comes through the special pain of seeing how cruel and indifferent beauty can be.

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So, to answer your question: I have met many women who act like Lolita, who are capable to follow you everywhere, go away and then come back as if nothing happened.

They act as if they were incapable of sensing what you feel for them, and some of them probably are. This feature, though, this sort of virginal innocence or unawareness, makes them incredibly attractive, as a black mysterious well you can't see the bottom of.
You fall in love for them with a sort of vertigo.
You never fully understand what drives them nor what kind of persons they truly are.
They may not even be "persons" - they may be something else, and this is why Nabokov, and maybe the Greeks before him, called them with a special name: nymphs.

But this has nothing to do with age and everything to do with character - as if they had an emptiness (a vagina) in their soul that your fantasies are there to fill.

There is something untouchable about them. And yet, you will want to touch it - even if it may not be there.

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Interesting, I suppose then it would make sense to address the question in OP by saying, within a good margin, these women don't necessarily change when they grow older, as long as their self-perception of beauty remains as pristine as it was during their young age.

According to this their self-perceived (partially of course) beauty should be at least as important as actual (seen from others) beauty, shouldn't it? Should they fully realize their position and become aware of the potentiality for cruelty, that would a burden on them of either stopping or perpetuating this feeling, no longer in oblivious innocence but now in full acknowledgement, perhaps we could say it's a jump from "nymphet" to either "femme fatale" or "prude".

Also, do you think it would be possible for them to rather be fully unaware of their own beauty, not even in sensation of it? I guess not because most other people would probably smear it on their faces 24/7, but if that was possible it would make for the realization of an innocent being that does not have the childish component, but is also not fitting for the "prude" category of repressing herself. Or perhaps this is a privilege reserved for the ugly among women.

I think nymphs perceive their own beauty with sort of instinct, and also the fact that you may be attracted to it - but they do not fully realize it. If I had to explain how this may be different in terms of mental life, I would say they can "feel" it, but they cannot verbalize it in their minds. It is always there, but never as a fully formed thought.

The experience you have, therefore, is that if you ask them questions about it, like "did you realize I was in love with you?" they either have no answers or they do not know. Because they never actually articulated that thought into words in their own minds, though they perceived the attraction - and kept luring you unconsciously.

It is as if they have no taste for truth, in general. People usually want to understand "what is going on" around them, on a certain level, which for them usually consists in being able to articulate it and explain it through words.

This does not happen for nymphs. And I believe this is the reason why, in Lolita, we read so much of Humbert Humbert's inner life, and so little of Lolitas': not only because the book is written by his own perspective, but also because he's somehow unable to imagine her inner life. She may as well not have one, in fact, not in the ordinary sense of the word: but this is the reason why she is so attractive in the first place.

You will keep wondering "what is going on", trying to get an answer for it - but you'll never have that answer. The nymph does not have it herself, most of the time.

You are in front of a riddle that cannot be solved. This is fascinating and terrifying - which is exactly what love also is.

I will but I warn you that I'm a bit of a /pol/ack.

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>Where do you think they go when they grow older?
Ive only met one so its not like I have enough to generalise

>Where do you think they go when they grow older?
To bring an anecdote in I once had a relationship with a young, beautiful, innocent (on the surface) girl who I think could fit into this description of a nymph/lolita. She was only two years younger than me, just want to make that clear, but the relationship lasted about a year and a half. I was madly in love, until I realized I needed to grow up and sort my life out I don't think she felt the same way until I moved on. I know it's cliché but I suspect that she feels like I was the 'one who got away', and this is four years on. Every time I've seen her since, she's lost that 'energy' she had, and just seems mellowed out in the heart broken way.
Maybe this isn't a good place to blog though.

op here, to give a bit of perspective I was a former nymph. When i was younger i was aware to an extent of the beauty I carried. Very early on I carried a haze of attraction drawing men in, i took advantage of it but i wasn't fully aware of what i was doing. I drew many men in, ive had encounters where, some would call it molestation, I was never bothered by it in fact i would curiously take it. After many years though i did horrible damage to these men. The full extent of it hit me when i was nearly 16 and i was filled with shame. I stopped looking men in the eye for fear of hurting them and i closed myself completely. Im a young and engaged. He doting but he doesn't know of the, this is what im calling, hazy fog that i used to carry until recently. Ive let it slip to a bit of an extent and hes to his slipping under it quickly after two years and i am still filled with fear. My best friend suggested a week ago that i read lolita and it just filled me with this warmth i cant let go of because it reminded me all too much of myself. I slipped again today at work, i was speaking with my manager and i gave him that gaze and catlike smile and stumbled over his words and paused and i quickly had to shut myself out again. Im in a predicament. This is to give the anons some perspective on nymphs. I just hope things will turn out okay in the end

how does it feel to "shut down" can you expand on what that means?

>haze of attraction
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okayyy time to close the laptop and pick up the kindle

Why don't you go for her now?

Why dude... i'll talk you out of it right here right now

Do you mean when they're 40 and their looks start to deteriorate? I guess that's what midlife crisis is for.
From this it looks like you're wondering if it's wrong to use your looks to get what you want. Unfortunately, I can't answer that.

Maybe reading about narcissism might help. Even though you might not be one, knowing about their behaviour might give you some new insights.

Reading that post reminded me of my first girlfriend very much and also made me realize I have somewhat outgrown nymphs. I am neither curious like the posters you mentioned say nor enticed by any haze of attraction. In fact, after that girl left me and years later I found my wife (who is older than me to begin with), whenever I am put into a situation where I have to deal with someone with " that gaze and catlike smile and stumbled over his words and paused" I do so very coldly (you could say, perhaps out of grudge, that I shut myself out in case you slip from your own shutting).

This all sounds very sad and self-fulfilling to the nymph. I hope you and my ex can somehow find men/women who have outgrown their attraction to this haze so that you may finally and truly bond to someone, or, at the very least, have a chance to learn what this bond means, and what it means to actually realize and give back the love from another.

the general idea here is that a woman's best qualities are also the qualities that are capable of utterly destroying you

conversely, this is true for men. the same qualities that make men great protectors and warriors is what causes us to beat the shit out of women every now and then like this one

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I once knew a twelve year old. She could have been fifteen. Lived with her uncle, heaven knows where her parents were. Lived in a little town in the middle of nowhere (population ~7000), and the poor neighborhood in town, at that. Pink hair. Destined to go on welfare for the rest of her life, like most of the people there.
There were two friends of a friend I knew (not in this town) who got busted for the statutory rape of two twelve year olds. I thought it was ridiculous, till I met this girl. I instantly saw how it happened. A girl like this, she really would want it, she really would go for it.
I steered clear of her, mostly, but I had some business with her uncle now and again, and even just around town would run into her fairly often. Small town. My friends all agreed, she was a tempting twelve year old. I think it was her eyes.
Nymphets are real. Where do they go when they grow older, you ask? Again, welfare, probably, or they con some fool out of his living, but that's just another sort of welfare in the end.

I know of at least 1. I think she's spotted me watching her every now and then.

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I sincerely was not expecting my night to go down this route.

Get thee to a nunnery

Good thread.

You sound like you were traumatised. You should strongly consider therapy, as in seeing a clinical psychologist that specialises in sexual abuse and childhood trauma.