Literature is like phosphorus: it shines with its maximum brilliance and the moment when it attempts to die.

"I feel that the Photograph creates my body or mortifies it, according to its caprice (apology of this mortiferous power: certain Communards paid with their lives for their willingness or even their eagerness to pose on the barricades: defeated, they were recognized by Thiers's police and shot, almost every one)."

Roland Barthes