Being (n.) is precomprehended and nonsignifiable, so the presence seemingly signified in a text is the only means language has to point at the effaced trace.
Being (n.) was the transcendental authority of the episteme, and literature, like Nietzsche, first made it vacillate.
Being (n.) has dominated our historical being-there since antiquity, and to ask its meaning is to reflect on the source of our hidden history.
Being (n.) is read through the is: involuntarily, we explain the infinitive "to be" through the "is".
Being (n.) never is, never shows itself, and is never present, outside difference.
Being (n.) has been thought by philosophy as presence, so that its question is the first tremor of philosophical security.
Being (n.) is not above the existent, nor beside it, since beside it would make it another existent.
Being (n.) is not a predicate and not a concept of the emptiest kind: it is what authorizes all predication.
Being (n.) is the other of thought: it is what it is only by the letting-be of thought, and thought and Being are the same without being identical.
Being (n.) is always dissimulated: it begins by hiding beneath the existent, and that hiding is history itself.
Being (n.) is repetition's own name: the form in which life and death merge endlessly in the word.
Being (n.) is nothing outside the existent; only difference is fundamental.
Being (n.) is understood as the proper: it guarantees, without letup, the movement by which everything is reappropriated.
Being (n.) is put into play on a bottomless chessboard, and there is no depth beneath it to hold it.
Being (n.) speaks always and everywhere throughout language.
Being (n.) and the present are synonymous, so to say nothingness and to say time are the same thing.
Being (n.) cannot say itself except in the ontic metaphor, so the choice of metaphor is never neutral.
Being (n.) is not always one word; in Ewe the notion is divided among several verbs, and no single verb holds it.
Being (n.) is so indeterminate that without its vague meaning there would be no language at all, not merely one noun and verb fewer.
Being (n.) has worn down to a threadbare sound, the last vestige of a possession.