I have a lot of questions about the efficacy of the material in this book. Though it is profound that Derrida succeeded almost all of his colleagues, and therefore had to undertake the work of writing for them, I believe the profundity of the material lies more with the moment of grief than after. Though I very much enjoyed a few of these eulogies, it felt like I was prying into Derrida's tender process of eulogizing. I did empathize with some his ways of dealing with and looking at grief, and this is interesting in relationship to deconstruction.