Watching
as the grave digger throws up a skull from the pit he is digging,
". . . . Why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddities . . . and his tricks? Why does he suffer this mad knave now to knock him about the sconce with a dirty shovel, and will not tell him of his action of battery? Hum! This fellow might be in's time a great buyer of land, with his statutes, his recognizances, his fines, his double voucers, his recoveries. Is this the fine of his fines, and the recovery of his recoveries, to have his fine pate full of fine dirt? " V.i.99 et seq.
Deconstructed, what is left of the debate between philosophy and rhetoric? Fundamentally, a grinning skull. Dirt where once was philosophy. The missing jaw of the "chapfall'n" (V.i.194) head is a sign of dismantled rhetoric. There is no oscillation worth considering between nothing and nothing. To quote King Lear, "Nothing will come of Nothing."