There Is Nothing Outside The Text

There Is Nothing Outside The Text

In A Language, In The System Of Language, There Are Only Differences. Therefore, A Taxonomical Operation An Undertake The Systematic, Statistical, And Classificatory Inventory Of A Language.

The Trace I Leave To Me Means At Once My Death, To Come Or Already Come, And The Hope That It Will Survive Me. It Is Not An Ambition Of Immortality; It Is Fundamental. I Leave Here A Bit Of Paper, I Leave, I Die; It Is Impossible To Exit This Structure; It Is The Unchanging Form Of My Life. Every Time I Let Something Go, I Live My Death In Writing.

But Can One Not Conceive Of A Presence, And Of A Presence To Itself Of The Subject Before Speech Or Signs, A Presence To Itself Of The Subject In A Silent And Intuitive Consciousness? Such A Question Therefore Presupposes That, Prior To The Sign, And Outside It, Excluding Any Trace And Any Différance, Something Like Consciousness Is Possible.

As Soon As We Cease To Believe In Such An Engineer And In A Discourse Which Breaks With The Received Historical Discourse, And As Soon As We Admit That Every Finite Discourse Is Bound By A Certain Bricolage And That The Engineer And The Scientist Are Also Species Of Bricoleurs , Then The Very Idea Of Bricolage Is Menaced And The Difference In Which It Took On Its Meaning Breaks Down.