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Touch is the most demystifying of all senses, different from sight which is the most magical.

Roland Barthes

If I acknowledge my dependency, I do so because for me it is a means of signifying my demand: in the realm of love, futility is not a “weakness” or an “absurdity”: it is a strong sign: the more futile, the more it signifies and the more it asserts itself as strength.)
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Acknowledge Demand Depend Myself Sign Strength Strong
Painting can feign reality without having seen it.
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Myself Painting Reality See
To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.
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Excession Language Love Try Writing
It is no longer the sexual which is indecent, it is the sentimental.
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Emotional Sexuality
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
A light without shadow generates an emotion without reserve.
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Emotion Light Reserve Shadow
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
Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual.
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Existence Language Man Position
Frontiers are physical as well as symbolic constructions.
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Construction Front Physical Symbolic
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
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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Desire Fingers Language Myself Skin Tremble Word
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
The birth of the reader must be at the cost of the death of the Author.
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Born Cost Death Reading
The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.
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Fatal Identify Love Myself Oneself Wait
Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
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Afford Appearance Body Erotic Glimpse
I call the discourse of power any discourse that engenders blame, hence guilt, in its recipient.
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Blame Guilty Myself Power

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