As long as you know I am waiting, take your time flowers of the spring. […]
Beauty is something that burns the hand when you touch it. Yukio Mishima
Nobody even imagines how well one can lie about the state of one’s own heart. […]
Perfect purity is possible if you turn your life into a line of poetry written […]
True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys. Yukio Mishima