Author of quotes: Yukio Mishima

Now a few words especially for you, Mr. Ambassador. No need to complicate things. Both life and politics are much simpler than you think. Of course, I understand that I would probably approach life differently if I were not ready to die at any time. It is the desire to live that complicates and confuses everything.

No matter what we think, no matter how we feel, no matter what we desire - all this will not in the least affect the course of history.

- Does history have a will? The personification of history is always dangerous. I think that history has no will and has nothing to do with my will. And this result, determined not by the will of some subject, definitely cannot be called creation. The proof of this is the fact that what is allegedly created by history in the next moment immediately begins to collapse.

He, like a flag flying in the wind, lived only by his feelings and ignored the natural order of things.

As water returns to its usual course, so his soul again longed for suffering.

Love suffering should have been bright, multi-colored, but in his small workshop there were threads entirely of one color - pure white.

Probably, since birth, it’s not blood that flows through my veins, but feelings.

Kiyoaki was thinking about the tides, the changing of the seasons, how he too would soon grow old, and suddenly he caught his breath. He was never seduced by the wisdom of old age. I wish I could die young... And, if possible, without suffering. Refined death, to make it look like a bright silk kimono, dropped from the shoulders on the table, suddenly slid to the dark floor.

And we have to hide new thoughts. But isn't it exciting to hide them, to pretend you don't know anything.

Money moves the world only when you are alive.

Whether I like it or not, tomorrow begins the very "ordinary life" in which I have refused to believe for so long. Ordinary life - from this one phrase I was thrown into a shiver.

<... > I was shaking in the car and thinking only about one thing - how to escape from the love that I had nurtured with my own hands.

Never before has the addiction of people to eating food seemed so ridiculous to me. I rubbed my eyes. The diagnosis was clear: my reaction meant that I had completely lost all desire to live.

The algebraic tasks that life sets must be solved by deduction, as everyone else does, and not be clever by inventing your own ways! Out of all the students, I was the only one who chose the induction method - and now I "burned out".