It must always be considered as though spoken by a character in a novel
ROLAND BARTHESThose who fail to reread are obliged to read the same story everywhere.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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Ultimately, Photography is subversive, not when it frightens, repels, or even stigmatizes, but when it is pensive, when it thinks.
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Wine is a part of society because it provides a basis not only for a morality but also for an environment; it is an ornament in the slightest ceremonials of French daily life, from the snack to the feast, from the conversation at the local cafT to the speech at a formal dinner.
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There is only one way left to escape the alienation of present day society: to retreat ahead of it.
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The best principals are not heroes; they are hero makers.
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The haiku reproduces the designating gesture of the child pointing at whatever it is (the haiku shows no partiality for the subject), merely saying: that!
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The photographic image is a message without a code.
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Every photograph is a certificate of presence.
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Great portrait photographers are great mythologists.
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A photograph is always invisible, it is not it that we see.
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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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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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Thus every writer’s motto reads: mad I cannot be, sane I do not deign to be, neurotic I am.
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To make someone wait: the constant prerogative of all power.
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The lover who does not forget sometimes dies from excess, fatigue, and the strain of memory (like Werther).
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New York is a city of geometric heights, a petrified desert of grids and lattices, an inferno of greenish abstraction under a flat sky, a real Metropolis from which man is absent by his very accumulation.
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