I had long since insisted upon interpreting the things that Fate forced me to do as victories of my own will and intelligence, and now this bad habit… - Yukio Mishima

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I had long since insisted upon interpreting the things that Fate forced me to do as victories of my own will and intelligence, and now this bad habit had grown into a sort of frenzied arrogance. In the nature of what I was calling my intelligence there was a touch of something illegitimate, a touch of the sham pretender who has been placed on the throne by some freak chance. This dolt of a usurper could not foresee the revenge that would inevitably be wreaked upon his stupid despotism.

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About Yukio Mishima

Yukio Mishima (January 14, 1925 – November 25, 1970) was the pen name of Kimitake Hiraoka, a Japanese author, poet, playwright, actor, model, film director, nationalist, and founder of the Tatenokai.

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Pen Names: 榊山保 三島由紀夫
Native Name: 三島 由紀夫 平岡 公威
Alternative Names: Mishima Yukio Kimitake Hiraoka Hiraoka Kimitake

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Жаркото слънце напичаше високо подстриганите им вратове. Беше спокоен,безметежен, прекрасен неделен следобед. Въпреки това Кийоаки продължаваше да вярва,че на дъното на този свят, подобен на пълна с вода кожена чанта, има малка дупка и той чува как времето изтича от нея капка по капка.

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The blossoms seem unusually lovely this year. There were none of the scarlet-and-white-striped curtains that are set up among the blossoming trees so invariably that one has to come to think of them as the attire of cherry blossoms; there were no bustling tea-stalls, no holiday crowds of flower-viewers, no one hawking balloons and toy windmills; instead there were only the cherry trees blossoming undisturbed among the evergreens, making one feel as though he were seeing the naked bodies of the blossoms. Nature's free bounty and useless extravagance had never appeared so fantastically beautiful as it did this spring. I had an uncomfortable suspicion that Nature had come to reconquer the earth for herself.

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