Love is a madness produced by an unsatisfiable rational desire to understand the ultimate truth about the world.
I shall assume that your silence gives consent.
You may feel irritated at being suddenly awakened when you are caught napping; and you may think that if you were to strike me dead as you easily might, then you would sleep on for the remainder of your lives, unless God in his care of you gives you another gadfly.
True friendship can exist only between equals.
But tell me, this physician of whom you were just speaking, is he a moneymaker, an earner of fees or a healer of the sick?
From all these, then, they will be finally free, and they will live a happier life than that men count most happy, the life of victors at Olympia.