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I have tried to be as eclectic as I possibly can with my professional life, and so far it’s been pretty fun.

Roland Barthes

Literature is the question minus the answer.
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Answer Literature Question
The lover who does not forget sometimes dies from excess, fatigue, and the strain of memory (like Werther).
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Forget Lover Memories Strain Time
What love lays bare in me is energy.
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Bare Energy Love One Liner
A photograph is always invisible, it is not it that we see.
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Invisible Photograph See
We know that the war against intelligence is always waged in the name of common sense.
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Common Deep Intelligence Known Name Philosophy Sense War
The photographer, like an acrobat, must defy the laws of probability or even of possibility; at the limit, he must defy those of the interesting: the photograph becomes surprising when we do not know why it has been taken.
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Known Law Limitation Photography Possible
We can never know, for the good reason that writing is the destruction of every voice, every origin. Writing is that neuter, that composite, that obliquity into which our subject flees, the black-and-white where all identity is lost, beginning with the very identity of the body that writes.
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Body Destruction Goodness Identity Known Subject Voice Writing
He who reads a story only once is condemned to read the same story his whole life.
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Himself Life Reading Story
A picture is never anything but its own plural description.
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Description Photograph Plural
I encounter millions of bodies in my life; of these millions, I may desire some hundreds; but of these hundreds, I love only one.
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Body Desire Life Love Myself
Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual.
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Existence Language Man Position
There is only one way left to escape the alienation of present day society: to retreat ahead of it.
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Escape Present Way
When we look at a photograph of ourselves or of others, we are really looking at the return of the dead.
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Death Ourselves Photography Return
Isn’t the most sensitive point of this mourning the fact that I must lose a language – the amorous language? No more ‘I love you’s.
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I Love You Language Lose Myself Point
Language is never innocent.
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Innocent Language One Liner
I cannot classify the other, for the other is, precisely, Unique, the singular Image which has miraculously come to correspond to the speciality of my desire. The other is the figure of my truth, and cannot be imprisoned in any stereotype (which is the truth of others).
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Classification Desire Myself Speciality Stereotype Truth Unique

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