| |  | | | | | | | | | | | The skyscraper establishes the block, the block creates the street, the street offers itself to man. | | Uncategorized | | | 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. | | Uncategorized | | | There is only one way left to escape the alienation of present day society: to retreat ahead of it | | Uncategorized | | | Through the mythology of Einstein, the world blissfully regained the image of knowledge reduced to a formula. | | Uncategorized | | | To eat steak rare. . . represents both a nature and a morality. | | Uncategorized | | | To endow the writer publicly with a good fleshly body, to reveal that he likes dry white wine and underdone steak, is to make even more miraculous for me, and of a more divine essence, the products of his art. Far from the details of his daily life bringing nearer to me the nature of his inspiration and making it clearer, it is the whole mystical singularity of his condition which the writer emphasizes by such confidences. For I cannot but ascribe to some superhumanly the existence of beings vast enough to wear blue pajamas at the very moment when they manifest themselves as universal conscience. | | Uncategorized | | | To hide a passion totally (or even to hide, more simply, its excess) is inconceivable: not because the human subject is too weak, but because passion is in essence made to be seen: the hiding must be seen: I want you to know that I am hiding something from you, that is the active paradox I must resolve: at one and the same time it must be known and not known: I want you to know that I don't want to show my feelings: that is the message I address to the other. | | Uncategorized | | | 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. | | Uncategorized | | | Very often (too often in my view) I was aware of being photographed. So, from the moment I feel I am in the camera's eye, everything changes: I begin to pose, I immediately create a different body, I change even before the image. | | Uncategorized | | | What I claim is to live to the full the contradiction of my time, which may well make sarcasm the condition of truth. | | Uncategorized | | | What the Journal posits is not the tragic question, the Madman's question: "Who am I?", but the comic question, the Bewildered Man's question: "Am I?" A comic --a comedian, that's what the Journal keeper is. | | Uncategorized | | | What the public wants is the image of passion, not passion itself. | | Passion | | | | | | | |
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