Burgin: I mean people that write about you all write the same things. Borges: Yes, yes, and they all make things too self-conscious and too intricate at the same time, no? Don't you think so?
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I did like it, and I found several chapters very helpful, but the prose was fiendishly difficult to read and the translation seemed - to my blinkered eyes - variously inadequate at times. This is not, by the way, an unqualified difficulty, for I find Derrida marvelously clear and concise in comparison. Spivak, however, still retains her crown, so Block de Behar dodged that one.