Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
Roland BarthesRead
The gesture of the amorous embrace seems to fulfill, for a time, the subject's dream of total union with the loved being: The longing for consummation with the other.
Interpretation
The quote illustrates the deep human desire for intimacy and unity in romantic relationships.
Roland Barthes reflects on the nature of romantic love and the yearning for complete connection with another person through the metaphor of an embrace. This gesture symbolizes not just physical closeness, but also the profound emotional and psychological bond one seeks with their beloved, fulfilling a dream of unity and intimacy that transcends mere companionship.
In practice
This quote can be used in a wedding speech to highlight the beauty of love and unity.
Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
If I acknowledge my dependency, I do so because for me it is a means of signifying my demand: in the realm of love, futility is not a "weakness" or an "absurdity": it is a strong sign: the more futile, the more it signifies and the more it asserts itself as strength.)
The text is a tissue of quotations drawn from the innumerable centres of culture.
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Isnβt the most sensitive point of this mourning the fact that I must lose a language β the amorous language? No more βI love youβs.
For love... has two faces; one white, the other black; two bodies; one smooth, the other hairy. It has two hands, two feet, two tails, two, indeed, of every member and each one is the exact opposite of the other. Yet, so strictly are they joined together
When I get older losing my hair many years from now. Will you still be sending me a Valentine. Birthday greetings, bottle of wine? If I'd been out till quarter to three would you lock the door? Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I'm sixty-four?
In one kiss, you'll know all I haven't said.
This act of total surrender is not merely a fantastic intellectual and mystical gamble; it is something much more serious. It is an act of love for this unseen person, who, in the very gift of love by which we surrender ourselves to his reality also makes his presence known to us.
Locked together in hatred. But I can't hate you Louis. Louis my love, I was mortal till you gave me your immortal kiss. You became my mother, and my father, and so I'm yours forever. But now it's time to end it, Louis. Now it's time to leave him.
I think it's wonderful when a love story begins with a great deal of romance and affection, passion and excitement, that's how it should be. But I don't necessarily know that it's the wisest thing in the world to expect that it ends there, or that it should, 30 years down the road, still look as it did on the night of your first kiss.
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