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.
ROLAND BARTHESWho speaks is not who writes, and who writes is not who is.
More Roland Barthes Quotes
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As Spectator I wanted to explore photography not as a question (a theme) but as a wound.
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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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Thus every writer’s motto reads: mad I cannot be, sane I do not deign to be, neurotic I am.
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It must always be considered as though spoken by a character in a novel
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We can never know, for the good reason that writing is the destruction of every voice, every origin. Writing is that neuter, that composite, that obliquity into which our subject flees, the black-and-white where all identity is lost, beginning with the very identity of the body that writes.
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I love you is unsubtle. It removes explanations, facilities, degrees, scruples.
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Those who fail to reread are obliged to read the same story everywhere.
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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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What love lays bare in me is energy.
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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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Every photograph is a certificate of presence.
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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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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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Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering.
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Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual.
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