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?
ROLAND BARTHESA light without shadow generates an emotion without reserve.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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Literature is the question minus the answer.
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He who reads a story only once is condemned to read the same story his whole life.
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The author enters into his own death, writing begins.
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Don’t say mourning. It’s too psychoanalytic. I’m not mourning. I’m suffering.
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We know that the war against intelligence is always waged in the name of common sense.
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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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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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Who speaks is not who writes, and who writes is not who is.
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Language is never innocent.
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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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Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
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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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Every new Fashion is a refusal to inherit, a subversion against the oppression of the preceding Fashion; Fashion experiences itself as a Right, the natural right of the present over the past.
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Architecture is always dream and function, expression of a utopia and instrument of a convenience.
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Through the mythology of Einstein, the world blissfully regained the image of knowledge reduced to a formula.
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