Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment.
When a Benefit is wrongly conferred, the author of the Benefit may often be said to injure.
When a man is out of his depth, whether he has fallen into a little swimming-bath or into mid-ocean, he has to swim all the same.
When I kiss Agathon my soul is on my lips, where it comes, poor thing, hoping to cross over.
When [a man] thinks that he is reasoning he is really disputing, just because he cannot define and divide, and so know that of which he is speaking; and he will pursue a merely verbal opposition in the spirit of contention and not of fair discussion.
What you should do, said Socrates, is to say a magic spell over him every day until you have charmed his fears away.
When two friends, like you and me, are in the mood to chat, we have to go about it in a gentler and more dialectical way. By 'more dialectical,' I mean not only that we give real responses, but that we base our responses solely on what the interlocutor admits that he himself knows.