The lover who does not forget sometimes dies from excess, fatigue, and the strain of memory (like Werther).
ROLAND BARTHESI have tried to be as eclectic as I possibly can with my professional life, and so far it’s been pretty fun.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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The book creates meaning, the meaning creates life.
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Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
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Each of us has his own rhythm of 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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Myth is neither a lie nor a confession: it is an inflexion.
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Today there is no symbolic compensation for old age, no recognition of a specific value: wisdom, perceptiveness, experience, vision.
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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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Thus every writer’s motto reads: mad I cannot be, sane I do not deign to be, neurotic I am.
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Television doomed us to the Family, whose household instrument it has become-what the hearth used to be, flanked by the communal kettle.
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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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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?
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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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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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Literature is the question minus the answer.
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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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