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Painting can feign reality without having seen it.

Roland Barthes

The lover who does not forget sometimes dies from excess, fatigue, and the strain of memory (like Werther).
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Forget Lover Memories Strain Time
Myth is neither a lie nor a confession: it is an inflexion.
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Confession Inflexion Lying
I encounter millions of bodies in my life; of these millions, I may desire some hundreds; but of these hundreds, I love only one.
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Body Desire Life Love Myself
What love lays bare in me is energy.
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Bare Energy Love One Liner
As Spectator I wanted to explore photography not as a question (a theme) but as a wound.
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Exploration Myself Photography Question Wound
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
It is no longer the sexual which is indecent, it is the sentimental.
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Emotional Sexuality
I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.
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Interesting Language Myself Seduce Wound
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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Better Burn Evaluation Kind Love
Who speaks is not who writes, and who writes is not who is.
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Literature Poet Talk Writing
I call the discourse of power any discourse that engenders blame, hence guilt, in its recipient.
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Blame Guilty Myself Power
I have tried to be as eclectic as I possibly can with my professional life, and so far it’s been pretty fun.
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Fun Life Myself Possible Pretty Professional
Why is it better to last than to burn?
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Better Burn Last Myself
What the Photograph reproduces to infinity has occurred only once: the Photograph mechanically repeats what could never be repeated existentially.
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Existence Oneself Repeat Reproduction
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
The book creates meaning, the meaning creates life.
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Creation Life Meaning

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