“And perhaps you are smiling contemptuously, secure in the knowledge that my lust for paid women will only serve to enhance my esteem for pure ladies like yourself. No, let me disabuse you of any such notion. Since that night (enlightenment being exactly what it says) I have broken through all these standards into territory where there are no restraints. Geisha or princess, virgin or prostitute, factory girl or artist-there’s no distinction whatsoever. Every woman without exception is a liar and “nothing but a plump, lascivious little animal. All the rest is makeup and costumes. And I must say that I see you just like all others. Please believe that gentle Kiyo, whom you considered so sweet, so innocent, so malleable is gone forever.”
Yukio Mishima, “Spring Snow”, 1968.
