
Translated by Benjamin Jowett
Hermogenes thinks names are pure convention. Cratylus thinks every word names its object by nature. Socrates plays each off the other through a dizzying barrage of etymologies — some serious, many parodic — before settling on an answer that satisfies neither: language is a tool, neither the bedrock of truth nor a meaningless overlay. A strange, brilliant dialogue that anticipates twentieth-century philosophy of language.