<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21160579</id><updated>2011-11-24T00:29:49.264+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes d'un jour</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesdunjour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21160579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesdunjour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>les pneumatiques</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05281827579922452783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21160579.post-113760592983913375</id><published>2006-01-18T18:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:18:28.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Notes et notules</title><content type='html'>« (…) l’écriture est destruction de toute voix, de toute origine. L’écriture, c’est ce neutre, ce composite, cet oblique où fuit notre sujet, le noir-et-blanc où vient se perdre toute identité, à commencer par celle-là même du corps qui écrit. »&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Roland Barthes,&lt;br /&gt;« La mort de l’auteur », in Œuvres complètes III, 1968.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2136/1600/structure%20sans%20centre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2136/320/structure%20sans%20centre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21160579-113760592983913375?l=notesdunjour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesdunjour.blogspot.com/feeds/113760592983913375/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21160579&amp;postID=113760592983913375' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21160579/posts/default/113760592983913375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21160579/posts/default/113760592983913375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesdunjour.blogspot.com/2006/01/notes-et-notules_18.html' title='Notes et notules'/><author><name>les pneumatiques</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05281827579922452783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21160579.post-113760290515841521</id><published>2006-01-18T17:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T17:48:25.166+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2136/1600/the%20naked%20city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2136/320/the%20naked%20city.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;des bris de vie quotidienne aux détours d'allers et venues&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21160579-113760290515841521?l=notesdunjour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notesdunjour.blogspot.com/feeds/113760290515841521/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21160579&amp;postID=113760290515841521' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21160579/posts/default/113760290515841521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21160579/posts/default/113760290515841521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notesdunjour.blogspot.com/2006/01/des-bris-de-vie-quotidienne-aux-dtours.html' title=''/><author><name>les pneumatiques</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05281827579922452783</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
