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Zhuangzi

Data di nascita: 369 a.C.
Data di morte: 286 a.C.
Altri nomi:Dschuang Dsi

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Zhuāngzǐ è stato un filosofo e mistico cinese. Successivamente considerato tra i fondatori del Daoismo, per metonimia si indica con il suo nome anche il testo filosofico a lui attribuito.

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Frasi Zhuangzi

„In realtà, non esiste né la verità né l'errore, né il sì né il no, né una qualsivoglia distinzione, dal momento che tutto – anche due cose fra loro opposte – è Uno.“

—  Zhuangzi
citato in Jean Campbell Cooper, Yin e Yang. L'armonia taoista degli opposti, traduzione di Giorgio Milanetti, Ubaldini Editore, Roma, 1982

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„Di colui che sa che l'essere, il nulla, la morte e la vita hanno la stessa origine, io sono amico.“

—  Zhuangzi
da Chuang Tzu, cap. XXIII; citato in Piergiorgio Odifreddi, Il Vangelo secondo la Scienza. Le religioni alla prova del nove, Einaudi, 2008.

„Tripitaka giunse le mani e disse: "Per chi si è fatto monaco vien meno l'ostacolo del concatenarsi delle cause. Per chi comprende la natura, tutti i fenomeni sono illusori. La Grande Sapienza, vasta e a disposizione di tutti, risiede nella non-nascita; immersa nel silenzio dei veri misteri, essa vaga nel nirvana. Si vuotano i tre mondi, e allora ogni origine è al suo posto; si purificano i sei sensi, e allora ogni germe si esaurisce. Chi rafforza sincerità e coscienza, conoscerà il proprio cuore e il proprio spirito. L'anima purificata è uno specchio terso, che purifica anche ciò che vi si riflette.
"Un volto autentico non manca di nulla e non ha nulla di troppo, e ciò si vede dalla sua vita precedente. Ogni forma illusoria corre verso la distruzione: non serve a nulla cercarne altre fuori dal proprio stato. I meriti e la meditazione consentono la concentrazione; elemosine e carità sono le basi dell'austerità. La suprema abilità sembra goffaggine, perché in ogni circostanza si astiene dall'azione. Il miglior pianificatore non perde tempo in calcoli, perché sa che bisogna lasciar andare le cose per il loro verso. Basta non agitare lo spirito, e tutto andrà alla perfezione. L'idea di rafforzare lo yang attingendo allo yin è sbagliata. Chi promette di cibarti di immortalità, ti inganna con vane parole.
"Invece bisogna tener presente che tutto è niente, e respingere la polvere che ostacola la conoscenza. Il segreto del godimento naturale di una vita senza fine risiede nella semplicità e nell'abbandono dei desideri.“

—  Zhuangzi
da Wù Chéng'ēn, Viaggio in Occidente: parafrasi di una sezione del canone taoista di Zhuangzi)

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„You and Confucius are both dreaming, and I who say you are a dream am also a dream. Such is my tale. It will probably be called preposterous, but after ten thousand generations there may be a great sage who will be able to explain it, a trivial interval equivalent to the passage from morning to night.“

—  Zhuangzi
Context: How do I know that enjoying life is not a delusion? How do I know that in hating death we are not like people who got lost in early childhood and do not know the way home? Lady Li was the child of a border guard in Ai. When first captured by the state of Jin, she wept so much her clothes were soaked. But after she entered the palace, shared the king's bed, and dined on the finest meats, she regretted her tears. How do I know that the dead do not regret their previous longing for life? One who dreams of drinking wine may in the morning weep; one who dreams weeping may in the morning go out to hunt. During our dreams we do not know we are dreaming. We may even dream of interpreting a dream. Only on waking do we know it was a dream. Only after the great awakening will we realize that this is the great dream. And yet fools think they are awake, presuming to know that they are rulers or herdsmen. How dense! You and Confucius are both dreaming, and I who say you are a dream am also a dream. Such is my tale. It will probably be called preposterous, but after ten thousand generations there may be a great sage who will be able to explain it, a trivial interval equivalent to the passage from morning to night.

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„Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.“

—  Zhuangzi
Context: Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man. Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction. The transition is called the transformation of material things. As translated by Lin Yutang Alternative translations Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, a veritable butterfly, enjoying itself to the full of its bent, and not knowing it was Chuang Chou. Suddenly I awoke, and came to myself, the veritable Chuang Chou. Now I do not know whether it was then I dreamt I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man. Between me and the butterfly there must be a difference. This is an instance of transformation. As translated by James Legge, and quoted in The Three Religions of China: Lectures Delivered at Oxford (1913) by William Edward Soothill, p. 75 Once Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly, a fluttering butterfly. What fun he had, doing as he pleased! He did not know he was Zhou. Suddenly he woke up and found himself to be Zhou. He did not know whether Zhou had dreamed he was a butterfly or a butterfly had dreamed he was Zhou. Between Zhou and the butterfly there must be some distinction. This is what is meant by the transformation of things. One night, Zhuangzi dreamed of being a butterfly — a happy butterfly, showing off and doing things as he pleased, unaware of being Zhuangzi. Suddenly he awoke, drowsily, Zhuangzi again. And he could not tell whether it was Zhuangzi who had dreamt the butterfly or the butterfly dreaming Zhuangzi. But there must be some difference between them! This is called 'the transformation of things'. Once upon a time, Chuang Chou dreamed that he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting about happily enjoying himself. He didn’t know that he was Chou. Suddenly he awoke and was palpably Chou. He didn’t know whether he were Chou who had dreamed of being a butterfly, or a butterfly who was dreaming that he was Chou.

„Whether you point to a little stalk or a great pillar, a leper or the beautiful Hsi-shih, things ribald and shady or things grotesque and strange, the Way makes them all into one.“

—  Zhuangzi
Context: Whether you point to a little stalk or a great pillar, a leper or the beautiful Hsi-shih, things ribald and shady or things grotesque and strange, the Way makes them all into one. Their dividedness is their completeness; their completeness is their impairment. No thing is either complete or impaired, but all are made into one again. Only the man of far-reaching vision knows how to make them into one. So he has no use [for categories], but relegates all to the constant. The constant is the useful; the useful is the passable; the passable is the successful; and with success, all is accomplished. He relies upon this alone, relies upon it and does not know he is doing so. This is called the Way. Ch. 2 (tr. Burton Watson, 1964, p. 41)

„Words are for meaning: when you've got the meaning, you can forget the words.“

—  Zhuangzi
Context: A trap is for fish: when you've got the fish, you can forget the trap. A snare is for rabbits: when you've got the rabbit, you can forget the snare. Words are for meaning: when you've got the meaning, you can forget the words. Where can I find someone who's forgotten words so I can have a word with him?... Variant: "Where can I find a man who has forgotten words? He is the one I would like to talk to."

„Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly.“

—  Zhuangzi
Context: Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was Chou. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man. Between a man and a butterfly there is necessarily a distinction. The transition is called the transformation of material things. As translated by Lin Yutang Alternative translations Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, a veritable butterfly, enjoying itself to the full of its bent, and not knowing it was Chuang Chou. Suddenly I awoke, and came to myself, the veritable Chuang Chou. Now I do not know whether it was then I dreamt I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man. Between me and the butterfly there must be a difference. This is an instance of transformation. As translated by James Legge, and quoted in The Three Religions of China: Lectures Delivered at Oxford (1913) by William Edward Soothill, p. 75 Once Zhuang Zhou dreamed he was a butterfly, a fluttering butterfly. What fun he had, doing as he pleased! He did not know he was Zhou. Suddenly he woke up and found himself to be Zhou. He did not know whether Zhou had dreamed he was a butterfly or a butterfly had dreamed he was Zhou. Between Zhou and the butterfly there must be some distinction. This is what is meant by the transformation of things. One night, Zhuangzi dreamed of being a butterfly — a happy butterfly, showing off and doing things as he pleased, unaware of being Zhuangzi. Suddenly he awoke, drowsily, Zhuangzi again. And he could not tell whether it was Zhuangzi who had dreamt the butterfly or the butterfly dreaming Zhuangzi. But there must be some difference between them! This is called 'the transformation of things'. Once upon a time, Chuang Chou dreamed that he was a butterfly, a butterfly flitting about happily enjoying himself. He didn’t know that he was Chou. Suddenly he awoke and was palpably Chou. He didn’t know whether he were Chou who had dreamed of being a butterfly, or a butterfly who was dreaming that he was Chou.

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