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Where you are tender, you speak your plural.

Roland Barthes

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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Evidence Literature Trouble Understand
Architecture is always dream and function, expression of a utopia and instrument of a convenience.
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Architecture Convenience Dreams Function Instrument
Those who fail to reread are obliged to read the same story everywhere.
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Failure Obligation Reading Story
Today there is no symbolic compensation for old age, no recognition of a specific value: wisdom, perceptiveness, experience, vision.
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Age Experience Old Specific Vision
One must turn the tongue seven times in the mouth before speaking.
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Mouth Oneself Speaking Time Tongue
Every photograph is a certificate of presence.
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Camera Certificate Photograph Presence
We don’t forget, but something vacant settles in us.
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Forget Ourselves Settle
Every exploration is an appropriation.
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Appropriate Exploration
Every new Fashion is a refusal to inherit, a subversion against the oppression of the preceding Fashion; Fashion experiences itself as a Right, the natural right of the present over the past.
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Experience Fashion Past Present Refusal
Where you are tender, you speak your plural.
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Fragile Soft Talk Tender Yourself
Physically, the Ventoux is dreadful. Bald, it’s the spirit of Dry: Its climate (it is much more an essence of climate than a geographic place) makes it a damned terrain, a testing place for heroes, something like a higher hell.
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Essence Hell Heroes High Place
Ultimately, Photography is subversive, not when it frightens, repels, or even stigmatizes, but when it is pensive, when it thinks.
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Fear Photography Scare Thinking
Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
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Afford Appearance Body Erotic Glimpse
Isn’t the most sensitive point of this mourning the fact that I must lose a language – the amorous language? No more ‘I love you’s.
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I Love You Language Lose Myself Point
How does meaning get into the image? Where does it end? And if it ends, what is there beyond?
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Beyond Image Meaning
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

Where you are tender, you speak your plural.

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