I said I thought this sounded like the perfect way to walk. The truth was I had no idea what he was talking about. If you stop and think about it, it’s no way to walk at all.
TueAug 4th
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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Roland Barthes, who wrote more than about cameras and authors dying, apparently.
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Barthes, who wrote more than about cameras...authors dying, apparently.
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