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A Text Is Not A Text Unless It Hides From The First Comer, From The First Glance, The Law Of Its Composition And The Rules Of Its Game. A Text Remains, Moreover, Forever Imperceptible. Its Laws And Rules Are Not, However, Harbored In The Inaccessibility Of A Secret; It Is Simply That They Can Never Be Booked, In The Present, Into Anything That Could Rigorously Be Called A Perception.

The Circle Of The Return To Birth Can Only Remain Open, But This Is A Chance, A Sign Of Life, And A Wound.

Each Time This Identity Announces Itself, Someone Or Something Cries: Look Out For The Trap, Youre Caught. Take Off, Get Free, Disengage Yourself.

Peace Is Only Possible When One Of The Warring Sides Takes The First Step, The Hazardous Initiative, The Risk Of Opening Up Dialogue, And Decides To Make The Gesture That Will Lead Not Only To An Armistice But To Peace.

1) Différance Is The Systematic Play Of Differences, Of The Traces Of Differences, Of The Spacing By Means Of Which Elements Are Related To Each Other. This Spacing Is The Simultaneously Active And Passive (the A Of Différance Indicates This Indecision As Concerns Activity And Passivity, That Which Cannot Be Governed By Or Distributed Between The Terms Of This Opposition) Production Of The Intervals Without Which The "full" Terms Would Not Signify, Would Not Function.