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To whom could I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought?

Roland Barthes

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
Cameras, in short, were clocks for seeing, and perhaps in me someone very old still hears in the photographic mechanism the living sound of the wood.
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Camera Living Myself Old Photography Sound
Touch is the most demystifying of all senses, different from sight which is the most magical.
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Different Magic Sight Touch
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
The art of living has no history: it does not evolve: the pleasure which vanishes vanishes for good, there is no substitute for it. Other pleasures come, which replace nothing. No progress in pleasures, nothing but mutations.
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Art History Live Mutation Pleasure
I call the discourse of power any discourse that engenders blame, hence guilt, in its recipient.
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Blame Guilty Myself Power
The new is not a fashion, it is a value.
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Fashion Time Value
He who reads a story only once is condemned to read the same story his whole life.
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Himself Life Reading Story
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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Art Magic Photography Reality
Great portrait photographers are great mythologists.
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Fantasy Greatness Mythology Photography
Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.
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Hard Time Ourselves Suffering
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
The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.
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Fatal Identify Love Myself Oneself Wait
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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Body Eat Origin Sing Talk
To eat steak rare represents both a nature and a morality.
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Food Moral Rare Representation
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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Body Desire Life Love Myself

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