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“Out of a love that was more like a thirst for revenge, Yackichi erected a ridiculously expensive monument to his ancestors at the family temple.”

Quote by Yukio Mishima

Book:Thirst for love
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Thirst for love

This book delves into the intricate tapestry of human connections, examining the yearning for love and the challenges faced in the pursuit of emotional satisfaction. more

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Yukio Mishima
Yukio Mishima

Yukio Mishima was a Japanese author and playwright, a prominent figure in post-war Japanese literature. His works, characterized by a fusion of traditional Japanese aesthetics and modernist techniques, often explored themes of tradition, ritual, and the samurai code. more

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