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For the anxiety of waiting, in its pure state, requires that I be sitting in a chair within reach of the telephone, without doing anything.

Waiting is an enchantment: I have received orders not to move. Waiting for a telephone call is thereby woven out of tiny unavowable interdictions to infinity: I forbid myself to leave the room, to go to the toilet.

Barthes

Please, Mr. Postman, look and see
Is there a letter, a letter for me?
I've been standin' here waitin', Mr. Postman
So so patiently

The Marvelettes

Each time it rings (the telephone) I snatch up the receiver. I think it will be the loved being who is calling me (since that being should call me). I recognize the other's voice

Barthes

If I didn't think about it, maybe the telephone might ring. Sometimes it does that.

Dorothy Parker

And, long after the amorous relation is allayed. I keep the habit of hallucinating the being I have loved: sometimes I am still in anxiety over a telephone call that is late, and no matter who is on the line, I imagine I recognize the voice I once loved: I am an amputee who still feels pain in his missing leg.

Barthes

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Wong Kar Wai

Heart on the floor when the telephone rings

Charli XCX

Then, too on the telephone the other is always in a situation of departure; the other departs twice over, by voice and by silence: whose turn is it to speak? We fall silent in unison: crowding of two voids. I'm going to leave you, the voice on the telephone says with each second.
"Am I in love? — Yes, since I'm waiting". The other never waits, the lover is the always the one who waits

Barthes

I don't want to play the part of the one who doesn't wait