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Jun 27, 2012 01:42

3. Once the exaltation has lapsed, I am reduced to the simplest philosophy: that of endurance( the natural dimension of real fatigue). I suffer without adjustment, I persist without intensity: always bewildered, never discouraged; I am a Daruma doll, a legless toy endlessly poked and pushed, but finally regaining its balance, assured by an inner balancing pin (But what is my balancing pin? The force of love?). This is what we are told by a folk poem which accompanies these Japanese dolls:
Such is life
Falling over seven times
And getting up eight.

-Roland Barthes, A Lover's Discourse Fragments
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