I cried sobbingly until at last those visions reeking with blood came to comfort me. And then I surrendered myself to them, to those deplorably brutal visions, my most intimate friends.

“In Kyoto I never experienced an air raid, but once when I was sent to the main …”

“La Beauté c'est la Mort.”

“There isn't any fear in existence itself, or any uncertainty, but living create…”

“Разбирам, драги, какво те води при мен. Мидзогучи ти беше името, нали? Щом мисл…”