True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys. — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“Thus in a single phrase I can define the great illusion concerning 'love' in this world. It is the effort to join… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“The only real flesh was the flesh that existed in his imagination. Since, therefore, he regarded the flesh as an ideal abstraction,… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“This time, Fusako was able to express herself with fluency and candor. The bold letters she had been writing week after week… — 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… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“To put it in a rather vulgar way, I had been dreaming about love in the firm belief that I could not… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“It was the sea that made me begin thinking secretly about love more than anything else; you know, a love worth dying… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“I do not mean to say that I viewed those desires of mine that deviated from accepted standards as normal and orthodox;… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“My blind adoration of Omi was devoid of any element of conscious criticism, and still less did I have anything like a… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“On the switchboard of my memory two pair of gloves have crossed wires - those leather gloves of Omi's and a pair… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“Because all those people around you and Miss Satoko are moving slowly but inexorably toward a dénouement. You don’t think the two… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
Abruptly he thrust his snow-drenched leather gloves against my cheeks. I dodged. A raw carnal feeling blazed up within me, branding my… — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“On reflection, falling in love for him was not only extraordinary, but rather comical. By having closely observed Kiyoaki Matsugae, he knew… — 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
“Even though still young, I did not know what it was to experience the clear-cut feeling of platonic love. Was this a… — 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
