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“I so often felt like a stray dog. A beautiful animal yes, but something ragged and wrong about me, that I'd never be fit for a more civilized society, and maybe never really know love.”
― Flea, Acid for the Children

“I longed for the great sense of relief that death would surely bring if only, like a wrestler, I could wrench the heavy weight of life from my shoulders.”
― Yukio Mishima, Confessions of a Mask

“...The reluctant masquerade had begun. At about this time I was beginning to understand vaguely the mechanism of the fact that what people regarded as a pose on my part was actually an expression of my need to assert my true nature, and that it was precisely what people regarded as my true self which was a masquerade.”
― Yukio Mishima, Confessions of a Mask

“Habit is a horrible thing. I repeated the kiss for which I had so repented.”
― Yukio Mishima, Confessions of a Mask