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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.

Roland Barthes

I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.
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Interesting Language Myself Seduce Wound
How does meaning get into the image? Where does it end? And if it ends, what is there beyond?
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Beyond Image Meaning
I make the other’s absence responsible for my worldliness.
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Absence Myself Responsibility World
Through the mythology of Einstein, the world blissfully regained the image of knowledge reduced to a formula.
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Bliss Image Knowledge Mythology World
Every exploration is an appropriation.
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Appropriate Exploration
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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Absence Condition Endurance Faith Myself Survival
Physically, the Ventoux is dreadful. Bald, it’s the spirit of Dry: Its climate (it is much more an essence of climate than a geographic place) makes it a damned terrain, a testing place for heroes, something like a higher hell.
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Essence Hell Heroes High Place
If I had to create a god, I would lend him a “slow understanding”: a kind of drip-by-drip understanding of problems. People who understand quickly frighten me.
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Creation Fear God Problem Scare Slow Understand Understanding
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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Fun Life Myself Possible Pretty Professional
The text you write must prove to me that it desires me. This proof exists: it is writing. Writing is: the science of the various blisses of language, its Kama Sutra (this science has but one treatise: writing itself).
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Bliss Desire Language Oneself Science Writing
Frontiers are physical as well as symbolic constructions.
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Construction Front Physical Symbolic
The author enters into his own death, writing begins.
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Author Beginning Death Deep Writing
Language is neither reactionary nor progressive; it is quite simply fascist; for fascism does not prevent speech, it compels speech.
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Language Prevent Progression Speech
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.
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Desire Fingers Language Myself Skin Tremble Word
There are people who think that wrestling is an ignoble sport. Wrestling is not sport, it is a spectacle, and it is no more ignoble to attend a wrestled performance of suffering than a performance of the sorrows of Arnolphe or Andromaque.
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Attend People Performance Spectacle Sports Thinking
Isn’t desire always the same, whether the object is present or absent? Isn’t the object always absent? -This isn’t the same languor: there are two words: Pothos, desire for the absent being, and Himéros, the more burning desire for the present being.
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Absence Burning Desire Object Present

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