Beyond the poetry of my life and all those temptations in the garden, there are so many images and quotations, moments and absurdities, fears and passions that I would like to share gratefully with you.
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Illustrated by Arthur Scheiner, from Andersen’s Fairy Tales, 1920.
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Roland Barthes, Mourning Diary (via heteroglossia)
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I live in my suffering and that makes me happy. Anything that keeps me from living in my suffering is unbearable to me.
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Roland Barthes, “The Rustle of Language” (via heteroglossia)
Speech is irreversible; that is its fatality. What has been said cannot be unsaid, except by adding to it: to correct, here, is, oddly enough, to continue. In speaking, I can never erase, annul; all I can do is say “I am erasing, annulling, correcting,” in short, speak some more. This very singular annulation-by-addition I shall call “stammering.” Stammering is a message spoiled twice over: it is difficult to understand, but with an effort it can be understood all the same; it is really neither in language nor outside it: it is a noise of language comparable to the knocks by which a motor lets it be known that it is not working properly; such is precisely the meaning of the misfire, the auditory sign of a failure which appears in the functioning of the object. Stammering (of the motor or of the subject) is, in short, a fear: I am afraid the motor is going to stop.
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Sexually, Tracy and Hepburn were simpatico— so much so that Kate confided to their friend Eugene Kennedy that she had once asked a doctor if Spence could get injections to “lower his libido.”
Spencer Tracy: A Biography
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