To know that one does not write for the other, to know that these things I am going to write will never cause me to be loved by the one I love (the other), to know that writing compensates for nothing, sublimates nothing, that it is precisely there where you are not–this is the beginning of writing.
ROLAND BARTHESTouch is the most demystifying of all senses, different from sight which is the most magical.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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Literature is the question minus the answer.
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Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual.
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Every object in the world can pass from a closed, silent existence to an oral state, open to appropriation by society, for there is no law, whether natural or not, which forbids talking about things
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Literature is without proofs. By which it must be understood that it cannot prove, not only what it says, but even that it is worth the trouble of saying it.
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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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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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If I had to create a god, I would lend him a “slow understanding”: a kind of drip-by-drip understanding of problems. People who understand quickly frighten me.
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The Ventoux is a god of Evil, to which sacrifices must be made. It never forgives weakness and extracts an unfair tribute of suffering.
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Frontiers are physical as well as symbolic constructions.
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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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Ultimately, Photography is subversive, not when it frightens, repels, or even stigmatizes, but when it is pensive, when it thinks.
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To make someone wait: the constant prerogative of all power.
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Where you are tender, you speak your plural.
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We don’t forget, but something vacant settles in us.
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The author enters into his own death, writing begins.
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