Quotes from Yukio Mishima

a tired mouse-grey tie never works with an ash-grey suit.

Il mondo di certo finirà in rovina, però prima che ciò avvenga per alcuni attimi si materializzeranno splendide movenze che in un altrettanto breve intervallo scompariranno.

La realtà a differenza dei sogni, è priva di elasticità.

If you try anything, I might well have to exchange this toy pistol for a real one. I bet you wouldn't enjoy going to school with your stomach full of daylight! - If you pumped my stomach full of holes, I'd fit the holes with lenses so people could take a peep for ten yen a time. It'd be a good way of getting pocket money.

Sentivo l'urgenza di cominciare a vivere. Cominciare a vivere la mia vera vita? Quand'anche dovesse essere una mascherata pura e semplice e niente affatto la mia vita, era venuto ugualmente il momento in cui bisognava ch'io mi mettessi in cammino, che trascinassi i miei torbidi piedi

One must merge one form of darkness with another, and then wait for the darkness to be tinged with the rosiness of the fateful dawn to come

as he bit into the bun a crescent of yellow cream oozed out from the side likde the rising sun. For the first time in ages,Hanio had encountered something about human life that tickled him.

In short, if I had a choice, I guarantee I'd rather get a hole in the head than eat carrots.

Perché siamo giunti a una società del genere? Perché viviamo in un'era in cui tutto ciò che era puro è stato contaminato?

A todo el mundo le ocurre lo mismo, todos los seres humanos son iguales- replicó el viejo escritor, alzando la voz. -Pero creer lo contrario es el privilegio de la juventud.

How cursed a thing it was! Yes, in the cries of the cicadas that echoed from the surrounding hills, I could hear this eternity, which was like a curse on my head, which had shut me up in the golden plaster.

I ricordi erano causa di ferite ogni giorno più profonde.

Kendini, göklerden de büyük bir halkan?n ortas?na hapsolmuÅŸ buldun; bunun d???ndaki her ÅŸey s?radan. Bizlerin salt otlat?lmak için d??ar?ya ç?kar?ld???m?z? kavram??s?n. GevÅŸek bir ipe baÄŸlanm??, cahil hayvanlar olduÄŸumuzu.

Please let the evil that is in my heart increase and multiply indefinitely, so that it may correspond in every particular with that vast light before my eyes! Let the darkness of my heart, in which that evil is enclosed, equal the darkness of the night, which encloses those countless lights!

Don't ask things that don't concern you. After all, everybody has their own reasons.

To live in the midst of an era is to be oblivious to its style. You and I, you see, must be immersed in some style of living or other, but we're like goldfish swimming around in a bowl without ever noticing it.

That is because one must proceed from clarity, and the smallest element of miscalculation produces fantasy, and fantasy produces beauty.

É certo que me influenciaram e são mais ou menos responsáveis pelo acto que cometi em seguida; quero porém continuar a pensar que esse acto é apenas meu, e ficaria especialmente irritado se o imputassem à influência directa de alguma filosofia existente.

Then I noticed the pack of cigarettes in my other pocket. I took one out and started smoking. I felt like a man who settles down for a smoke after finishing a job of work. I wanted to live.

If my self was my dwelling, then my body resembled an orchard that surrounded it. I could either cultivate that orchard to its capacity or leave it for the weeds to run riot in. I was free to choose, but the freedom was not as obvious as it might seem. Many people, indeed, go so far as to refer to the orchards of their dwellings as "destiny.

Les oreilles des vieillards ne sont-elles pas de vrais coquillages constamment lavés par le flot et pleins de sagesse ?

The odd thing is that only lonely people have a tendency to festoon their abodes with extravagant items.

En la vida trazamos el rumbo hacía el que pensamos que es el mal menor, pero la satisfacción que nos procura este instante se mezcla con el placer de humillar nuestros deseos más ardientes y más dificiles de colmar, en el fondo del corazón, y nos contentamos con decirnos que es un mal menor.

Pi?kno jest bezcelowe, pi?kno przep?ywa przez nasze cia?a, nie pozostawiaj?c ?ladu i nic nie zmieniaj?c...