He cultivated a white rose in July as in January for the sincere friend who gives me his hand. And for the cruel one who tears out the heart with which I live , thistle or nettle cultivation , I cultivate a white rose.
" The naked boy did not hesitate an instant. He sprang from tiptoe and his body, shining in the flames, came flying at full speed into the fire." ― Yukio Mishima, The Sound of Waves // Flame Angel by anderton