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The Chronicle: 7/20/2007: Archive Fever
Jacques Derrida spoke of death and writing: “I leave a piece of paper behind, I go away, I die: It is impossible to escape this structure, it is the unchanging form of my life.” He worried that everything he wrote would simply disappear after he was gone.
Derrida means a lot to me for what he wrote about regarding death and memory. I’m not a scholar in the field and I don’t read French, but the texts I have read on this topic are very meaningful to me. This article is funny, and sad, because it talks about what happened to Derrida’s writings after he died.