Love, accepting that we are not pure and lucent hearts, ricocheting towards each other like unlatched stars—no, we are tainted with self. We sometimes believe the self is an invisible glass, just as we believe the body is a suit made of meat. Doubt all things invisible. Doubt all things visible.
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Hi, first of all compliments, I love your blog!! I was trying to find the source of this quote. Is there any? 🙂 Thanks in advance!
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The quote is from, ‘A Lover’s Discourse’ by Roland Barthes.