Is not the most erotic part of the body wherever the clothing affords a glimpse?
Roland BarthesRead
The lover's fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.
Interpretation
The quote reflects the essence of love as a patient and enduring commitment.
Roland Barthes suggests that true love embodies the willingness to wait for someone, highlighting the profound connection between love and patience. This identity of a lover as someone who waits illustrates the depth of emotions involved, revealing that love often requires sacrifice, hope, and a steadfast belief in the relationship's future.
In practice
In a heartfelt letter to a partner who is far away, one might include this quote to express their commitment.
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 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.
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