True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys. — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“The Imperial Concubine was fully aware of her own beauty, and she tended to be attracted by any force, such as religion,… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
When people concentrate on the idea of beauty, they are, without realizing it, confronted with the darkest thoughts that exist in this… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“Her nose was perfect; her lips exquisite. Like a master placing a go stone on the board after long deliberation, he placed… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“There's no doubt that he's heading straight for tragedy. It will be beautiful, of course, but should he throw his whole life… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Dreams, memories, the sacred--they are all alike in that they are beyond our grasp. Once we are even marginally separated from what… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Even when we're with someone we love, we're foolish enough to think of her body and soul as being separate. To stand… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Amid the moon and the stars, amid the clouds of the night, amid the hills which bordered on the sky with their… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“For me, beauty is always retreating from one’s grasp: the only thing I consider important is what existed once, or ought to… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“You were so beautiful when you wanted to die. When you wanted to live, you became so ugly.” — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Yet how strange a thing is the beauty of music! The brief beauty that the player brings into being transforms a given… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“It was certainly not consolation that Kashiwagi sought in beauty. .. What he loved was that for a short while after his… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“In the woodblock prints of the Genroku period one often finds the features of a pair of lovers to be surprisingly similar,… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
When a captive lion steps out of his cage, he comes into a wider world than the lion who has known only the wilds.… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Suddenly the full long wail of a ship's horn surged through the open window and flooded the dim room - a cry of boundless,… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
The purest evil that human efforts could attain, in other words, was probably achieved by those men who made their wills the same and… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“Because in the pupils of his eyes there lingered the mysterious and eternal horizon that the sea leaves as a keepsake deep in the… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
As usual, it occurred to me that words were the only thing that could possibly save me from this situation. This was a characteristic… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Mine was the unbearable jealousy a cultured pearl must feel toward a genuine one. Or can there be such a thing in this world… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“Svoju patnju, koju prihvatam, moram da prihvatim kao dragocenost. Ne postoji nijedan ispirač zlata koji iskopava samo zlato. Ispirač vadi pesak sa korita reke,… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
I am one who has always been interested only in the edges of the body and the spirit, the outlying regions of the body… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Just let matters slide. How much better to accept each sweet drop of the honey that was Time, than to stoop to the vulgarity… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“Great cloud masses boiled up, immense in their quiet majesty. They seemed to drink up all the noise below, even the sound of the… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
The special quality of hell is to see everything clearly down to the last detail. — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
It is a rather risky matter to discuss a happiness that has no need of words. — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
