Tales of the Sacred and the Supernatural

Tales of the Sacred and the Supernatural

Mircea Eliade

Language: English

Pages: 87

ISBN: B01K3IODVA

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Tales of the Sacred and the Supernatural

Mircea Eliade

Language: English

Pages: 87

ISBN: B01K3IODVA

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


Born in Bucharest, Rumania, Mircea Eliade studied at the University of Bucharest and, from 1928 to 1932, at the University of Calcutta with Surendranath Dasgupta. After taking his doctorate in 1933 with a dissertation on yoga, he taught at the University of Bucharest and, after the war, at the Sorbonne in Paris. From 1957, Eliade was a professor of the history of religions at the University of Chicago. He was at the same time a writer of fiction, known and appreciated especially in Western Europe, where several of his novels and volumes of short stories appeared in French, German, Spanish, and Portuguese.

Two Tales of the Occult "to relate some yogic techniques, and particularly yogic folklore, to a series of events narrated in the genre of a mystery story." Both Nights of Serampore and The Secret of Dr. Honigberger evoke the mythical geography and time of India. Mythology, fantasy, and autobiography are skillfully combined in Eliade's tales.

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beginning. I took my doctorate at the Protestant Faculty of Theology in Strasbourg. I tell you this so you'll understand why, one day, Dr. Tiitaru sought me out at Schitul Antim." In that moment it seemed that his voice and vocabulary, as well as his way of behaving, his physical presence, changed in some mysterious manner. "Several years afterward, I published my doctoral thesis about the Old Testament Apocrypha. 'Father,' he said to me, 'I have a great favor to ask of you. I read your book

talk now, while the road's so difficult. We'll continue when we come out of the woods." But at the edge of the woods they had come upon a young couple; the girl had sprained her ankle and was biting her lip to keep from crying. He took them to the village, where they had lodged the previous night. But before they reached the town, Calinic had gotten out of the car. "It's only a little way from here," he said, pressing Zalomit's hands, looking warmly and deeply into his eyes. Perhaps he told me

tried to stop, to escape from those hands which were turning him around at such a furious pace, as if in a witches' dance, but it was beyond his power to tear himself loose. His nostrils were filled with the emanation of their young bodies and that exotic, remote perfume, and he heard inside himself, but also outside of himself, on the carpet, the sound of the girls' feet dancing. He felt at the same time how the dance was carrying him gently between chairs and screens toward the other end of the

the details." "I don't think so. He just said that the experiments were as encouraging as possible." "Many experiments have been encouraging," Nicoleanu resumed, "and yet they have not led to any results. The experiments of Dr. Tataru, which fascinated us twelve or thirteen years ago, were of a different order. They presupposed a revolutionary methodology having nothing to do with anything that had been tried up till then in the scientific treatment of cancer. True, as is customary in such

him to spend several days with him here at the Chalet. I presume you have kept the letter, Comrade Zalomit." "I hope I've kept it." Ciubotariu turned his head suddenly toward Hagi Pavel. "And you, Comrade Engineer? You met rather infrequently in BucureĀ§ti, or at least so you have asserted in your written statement. " "It is true that the three of us met rather infrequently. For a while I saw Professor Zalomit more often, when we were living in the same neighborhood, in Popa Nan. Dr. Tataru I

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