The poet…is the man of metaphor: while the philosopher is interested only in the truth of meaning, beyond even signs and names, and the sophist manipulates empty signs…the poet plays on the multiplicity of signifieds. — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
I wrote some bad poetry that I published in North African journals, but even as I withdrew into this reading, I also led the life of a kind of young hooligan. — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
“Still less, despite appearances, will it have been a collection of three “essays” whose itinerary it would be time, after the fact, to recognize;… — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
The traditional statement about language is that it is in itself living, and that writing is the dead part of language. — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
“... and in the homosexual phase which would follow Eurydice's death ... Orpheus sings no more, he writes.” — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
These critics organize and practice in my case a sort of obsessive personality cult which philosophers should know how to question and above all,… — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
Each time this identity announces itself, someone or something cries: Look out for the trap, youre caught. Take off, get free, disengage yourself. — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
Within the university... you can study without waiting for any efficient or immediate result. You may search, just for the sake of searching, and… — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
“Here again, the difference between the effective and the virtual, between mourning and its possibility, seems fragile and porous. The anguished apprehension of mourning… — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
“The wound can have (should only have) just one proper name. I recognize that I love — you — by this: you leave in… — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
Everything is arranged so that it be this way, this is what is called culture. — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
But can one not conceive of a presence, and of a presence to itself of the subject before speech or signs, a presence to… — Jacques Derrida Copy Share Image
