Barret Watten on Derrida

" Even dead, his writing is not simply the writing of one who would end up being dead; he would not have written if he had not lived. This matters in the crucial scene of the work's meaning: Derrida, like any writer, is going to be read differently now that he is dead, and yet he cannot be read as if that were the end of it. Living looks forward in the manner of the work in a particular way that is not delimited by anything such as a monument (of text, reputation, influence) that is left behind when the writer is finished. This is the freedom in which Derrida wrote in his present, and the freedom in which we may read him. "