Literature is the question minus the answer.
ROLAND BARTHESThe birth of the reader must be at the cost of the death of the Author.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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Literature is without proofs. By which it must be understood that it cannot prove, not only what it says, but even that it is worth the trouble of saying it.
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Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
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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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Pleasure is continually disappointed, reduced, deflated, in favor of strong, noble values: Truth, Death, Progress, Struggle, Joy, etc. Its victorious rival is Desire: we are always being told about Desire, never about Pleasure.
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To eat steak rare represents both a nature and a morality.
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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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How does meaning get into the image? Where does it end? And if it ends, what is there beyond?
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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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Someone tells me: this kind of love is not viable. But how can you evaluate viability? Why is the viable a Good Thing? Why is it better to last than to burn?
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Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.
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The birth of the reader must be at the cost of the death of the Author.
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Myth is neither a lie nor a confession: it is an inflexion.
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The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.
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To eat, to speak, to sing (need we add: to kiss?) are operations which have the same site of the body for origin.
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It is no longer the sexual which is indecent, it is the sentimental.
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