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 BARTHESThe book creates meaning, the meaning creates life.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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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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The photographic image is a message without a code.
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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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Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
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To eat steak rare represents both a nature and a morality.
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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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All official institutions of language are repeating machines: school, sports, advertising, popular songs, news, all continually repeat the same structure, the same meaning, often the same words: the stereotype is a political fact, the major figure of ideology.
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It is no longer the sexual which is indecent, it is the sentimental.
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The author enters into his own death, writing begins.
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Frontiers are physical as well as symbolic constructions.
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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?
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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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All those young photographers who are at work in the world, determined upon the capture of actuality, do not know that they are agents of Death.
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Pleasure is continually disappointed, reduced, deflated, in favor of strong, noble values: Truth, Death, Progress, Struggle, Joy, etc. Its victorious rival is Desire: we are always being told about Desire, never about Pleasure.
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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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