“Valéry used to speak of those people who die in an accident because they are unwilling to let go of their umbrellas;… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“(Sartre) (The world is full without me, as in Nausea; the world plays at living behind a glass partition; the world is… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“Like love, mourning affects the world—and the worldly—with unreality, with importunity. I resist the world, I suffer from what it demands of… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“In the letters he sends to his friend, Werther recounts both the events of his life and the effects of his passion;… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
For Death must be somewhere in a society; if it is no longer (or less intensely) in religion, it must be elsewhere;… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“(yesterday) From the terrace of the Flore, I see a woman sitting on the windowsill of the bookstore La Hune; she is… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“Maman’s death: perhaps it is the one thing in my life that I have not responded to neurotically. My grief has not… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
Every object in the world can pass from a closed, silent existence to an oral state, open to appropriation by society, for… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
I have tried to be as eclectic as I possibly can with my professional life, and so far it's been pretty fun. — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
Wine is a part of society because it provides a basis not only for a morality but also for an environment; it… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
I encounter millions of bodies in my life; of these millions, I may desire some hundreds; but of these hundreds, I love… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“[Photography] allows me to accede to an infra-knowledge; it supplies me with a collection of partial objects and can flatter a certain… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“I am either lacerated or ill at ease and occasionally subject to gusts of life” — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“I live in my suffering and that makes me happy. Anything that keeps me from living in my suffering is unbearable to… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
The art of living has no history: it does not evolve: the pleasure which vanishes vanishes for good, there is no substitute… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
He who reads a story only once is condemned to read the same story his whole life. — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“The Tower is not a sacred monument, and no taboo can forbid a commonplace life to develop there, but there can be… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“Werther identifies himself with the madman, with the footman. As a reader, I can identify myself with Werther. Historically, thousands of subjects have done… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“Valéry used to speak of those people who die in an accident because they are unwilling to let go of their umbrellas; how many… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
Today there is no symbolic compensation for old age, no recognition of a specific value: wisdom, perceptiveness, experience, vision. — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
The unary Photograph has every reason to be banal, 'unity' of composition being the first rule of vulgar (and notably, of academic) rhetoric: 'The… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“Man does not exist prior to language, either as a species or as an individual. We never encounter a state where man is separated… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“It is said that Time soothes mourning – No, Time makes nothing happen; it merely makes the emotivity of mourning pass.” — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“So long as I perceive the world as hostile, I remain linked to it: *I am not crazy*. But sometimes, once my bad temper… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
I think that cars today are almost the exact equivalent of the great Gothic cathedrals: I mean the supreme creation of an era, conceived… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“(Sartre) (The world is full without me, as in Nausea; the world plays at living behind a glass partition; the world is in an… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
“Like love, mourning affects the world—and the worldly—with unreality, with importunity. I resist the world, I suffer from what it demands of me, from… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
