The new is not a fashion, it is a value.
ROLAND BARTHESI encounter millions of bodies in my life; of these millions, I may desire some hundreds; but of these hundreds, I love only one.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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This endured absence is nothing more or less than forgetfulness. I am, intermittently, unfaithful. This is the condition of my survival.
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In front of the photograph of my mother as a child, I tell myself: she is going to die: I shudder, like winnicott’s psychotic patient, over a catastrophe which has already occurred. Whether or not the subject is already dead, every photograph is this catastrophe.
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I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.
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I call the discourse of power any discourse that engenders blame, hence guilt, in its recipient.
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What the Photograph reproduces to infinity has occurred only once: the Photograph mechanically repeats what could never be repeated existentially.
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Every exploration is an appropriation.
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To know that one does not write for the other, to know that these things I am going to write will never cause me to be loved by the one I love (the other), to know that writing compensates for nothing, sublimates nothing, that it is precisely there where you are not–this is the beginning of writing.
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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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Painting can feign reality without having seen it.
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How does meaning get into the image? Where does it end? And if it ends, what is there beyond?
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A light without shadow generates an emotion without reserve.
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To make someone wait: the constant prerogative of all power.
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The realists do not take the photograph for a ‘copy’ of reality, but for an emanation of past reality, a magic, not an art.
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Don’t say mourning. It’s too psychoanalytic. I’m not mourning. I’m suffering.
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Who speaks is not who writes, and who writes is not who is.
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