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“It was the sea that made me begin thinking secretly about love more than anything else; you know, a love worth dying for, or a love that consumes you. To a man locked up in a steel ship all the time, the sea is too much like a woman. Things like her lulls and storms, or her caprice, or the beauty of her breast reflecting the setting sun, are all obvious. More than that, you’re in a ship that mounts the sea and rides her and yet is constantly denied her. It’s the old saw about miles and miles of lovely water and you can’t quench your thirst. Nature surrounds a sailor with all these elements so like a woman and yet he is kept as far as a man can be from her warm, living body. That’s where the problem begins, right there—I’m sure of it.”
― Yukio Mishima, The Sailor Who Fell from Grace With the Sea

“Each friend I've lost was an extraordinary person, not just to me, but to hundreds of people who knew their work and their fight. These were the kind of people who lifted the quality of all our lives, their war was against ignorance, the bankruptcy of beauty, and the truancy of culture. They were people who hated and scorned pettiness, intolerance, bigotry, mediocrity, ugliness, and spiritual myopia; the blindness that makes life hollow and insipid was unacceptable. They tried to make us see. All of these friends were connected to the arts. Time and history have proven that the sensitive souls among us have always been more vulnerable.”
― Cookie Mueller, Walking Through Clear Water in a Pool Painted Black: Collected Stories

“You all, healthy people, can’t imagine the happiness which we
epileptics feel during the second before our fit... I don’t know if this
felicity lasts for seconds, hours or months, but believe me, I would not
exchange it for all the joys that life may bring.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky

“Why does everybody think I'm so wild? I'm not wild. I happen to stumble onto wildness. It gets in my path.”
― Cookie Mueller, Ask Dr. Mueller: The Writings of Cookie Mueller