HERACLITE, translated and commented by Roger Munier, Illustrations by Abidine.
The Fragments.
Fata Morgana
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| N° d'inventaire | 25169 |
| Format | 14.5 x 22.5 |
| Détails | 115 pages, black and white illustrations, paperback. |
| Publication | Saint Clement, reissued 2021 |
| Etat | Nine |
| ISBN | 9782377920174 |
Gold prospectors move a lot of earth and find little (gold)
They purify themselves by soiling themselves with new blood, as if someone, having walked in the mud, were washing himself with mud: one would take him for a madman on seeing him. And they make their prayers to statues, as one would speak with walls. They know nothing of what gods and heroes are.
Everything is a measure of destiny.
“Heraclitus did not recognize a master. I sought myself,” he tells us in fragment 101. “Or perhaps: I searched within myself, listening to another voice. A suspended word, so to speak unspoken, but giving rise, as if in echo, to every just human word. Cosmic word – word, but cosmic: first and last word of all things. Such is indeed the meaning of this term (logos), the most fundamental of all, which he did not invent, but took, like many others in common language, by charging it with a new meaning.”
They purify themselves by soiling themselves with new blood, as if someone, having walked in the mud, were washing himself with mud: one would take him for a madman on seeing him. And they make their prayers to statues, as one would speak with walls. They know nothing of what gods and heroes are.
Everything is a measure of destiny.
“Heraclitus did not recognize a master. I sought myself,” he tells us in fragment 101. “Or perhaps: I searched within myself, listening to another voice. A suspended word, so to speak unspoken, but giving rise, as if in echo, to every just human word. Cosmic word – word, but cosmic: first and last word of all things. Such is indeed the meaning of this term (logos), the most fundamental of all, which he did not invent, but took, like many others in common language, by charging it with a new meaning.”
They purify themselves by soiling themselves with new blood, as if someone, having walked in the mud, were washing himself with mud: one would take him for a madman on seeing him. And they make their prayers to statues, as one would speak with walls. They know nothing of what gods and heroes are.
Everything is a measure of destiny.
“Heraclitus did not recognize a master. I sought myself,” he tells us in fragment 101. “Or perhaps: I searched within myself, listening to another voice. A suspended word, so to speak unspoken, but giving rise, as if in echo, to every just human word. Cosmic word – word, but cosmic: first and last word of all things. Such is indeed the meaning of this term (logos), the most fundamental of all, which he did not invent, but took, like many others in common language, by charging it with a new meaning.”