We know that the war against intelligence is always waged in the name of common sense.
ROLAND BARTHESThis endured absence is nothing more or less than forgetfulness. I am, intermittently, unfaithful. This is the condition of my survival.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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All those young photographers who are at work in the world, determined upon the capture of actuality, do not know that they are agents of Death.
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Painting can feign reality without having seen it.
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Television doomed us to the Family, whose household instrument it has become-what the hearth used to be, flanked by the communal kettle.
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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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Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual.
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Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.
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Thus every writer’s motto reads: mad I cannot be, sane I do not deign to be, neurotic I am.
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The haiku reproduces the designating gesture of the child pointing at whatever it is (the haiku shows no partiality for the subject), merely saying: that!
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Who speaks is not who writes, and who writes is not who is.
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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.
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New York is a city of geometric heights, a petrified desert of grids and lattices, an inferno of greenish abstraction under a flat sky, a real Metropolis from which man is absent by his very accumulation.
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All official institutions of language are repeating machines: school, sports, advertising, popular songs, news, all continually repeat the same structure, the same meaning, often the same words: the stereotype is a political fact, the major figure of ideology.
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Whereas the work is understood to be traceable to a source (through a process of derivation or “filiation”), the Text is without a source – the “author” a mere “guest” at the reading of the Text.
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Why is it better to last than to burn?
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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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