Humbert: The shock of her death froze something in me. The child I loved was gone, but I kept looking for her - long after I had left my own childhood behind. The poison was in the wound, you see. And the wound wouldn't heal.
亨伯特:她的死將我體內的某種東西凍結。我愛的那個孩子已經離開了,而我卻一直在尋找她,直到我早就結束了童年。傷口的余毒還在。而這個世界卻無法讓我愈合。