Again and again, the cicada's untiring cry pierced the sultry summer air like a needle at work on thick cotton cloth. — Yukio Mishima Copy Share Image
“More than anything else, Kiyoaki thought, more than Princess Chan, the emerald ring, their friends, their school, perhaps what the princes had needed had been sunshine. It seemed that summer had the power to heal all frustrations, soothe every grief,… — 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
