Like the collector, the photographer is animated by a passion that, even when it appears to be for the present, is linked to a sense of the past.
Susan SontagRead
What pornographic literature does is precisely to drive a wedge between one's existence as a sexual being - while in ordinary life a healthy person is one who prevents such a gap from opening up
Interpretation
The quote critiques how pornography can create a disconnect between one's sexual identity and everyday life.
Susan Sontag's quote highlights the negative impact of pornographic literature on personal identity and sexual expression. It suggests that engaging with such material can lead to a separation of one's sexual being from their everyday existence, undermining the integrity of a healthy, holistic experience of sexuality that should be integrated with one’s life and identity.
In practice
In a discussion on the effects of media on relationships, this quote can highlight concerns about how pornography shapes perceptions of sexuality.
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