Dialogue

 1 Charm|          Socrates conjectures that Critias must be the author: ‘Temperance
 2 Charm|            riddle to be explained?~Critias, who takes the place of
 3 Charm|         knowledge is wanting which Critias is readily induced to admit
 4 Charm|          of good and evil. To this Critias replies that the science
 5 Charm| dialectical and rhetorical arts of Critias, who is the grown-up man
 6 Charm|       surprised to hear that, like Critias, he afterwards became one
 7 Charm|          of his elder and guardian Critias, who is easily seen to be
 8 Charm|       abstract he is superseded by Critias (Theaet.; Euthyd.). Socrates
 9 Charm|          perversion on the part of Critias. The remaining definitions
10 Charm|          unlike the distinction of Critias between (Greek), none of
11 Charm|             Charmides, Chaerephon, Critias.~SCENE: The Palaestra of
12 Charm|     assigned to me, by the side of Critias the son of Callaeschrus,
13 Charm|         wisdom or beauty, or both. Critias, glancing at the door, invited
14 Charm|       addition.~What is that? said Critias.~If he has a noble soul;
15 Charm|           and being of your house, Critias, he may be expected to have
16 Charm|          as he is without, replied Critias.~Then, before we see his
17 Charm|           talk.~That he will, said Critias, and I can tell you that
18 Charm|           of others.~That, my dear Critias, I replied, is a distinction
19 Charm|       bidden, and sat down between Critias and me. Great amusement
20 Charm|         him had vanished. And when Critias told him that I was the
21 Charm|          in company with my cousin Critias.~I am glad to find that
22 Charm|            you, my dear Charmides.~Critias, when he heard this, said:
23 Charm|            which is descended from Critias the son of Dropidas, whose
24 Charm|        other respects you are what Critias declares you to be, then,
25 Charm|            admit the truth of what Critias has been saying;—have you
26 Charm|           I should give the lie to Critias, and many others who think
27 Charm|      monster! I said; this is what Critias, or some philosopher has
28 Charm|          Some one else, then, said Critias; for certainly I have not.~
29 Charm|       laughed slyly, and looked at Critias.~Critias had long been showing
30 Charm|             and looked at Critias.~Critias had long been showing uneasiness,
31 Charm|       answer about temperance from Critias. And Charmides, who did
32 Charm|        answer himself, but to make Critias answer, tried to stir him
33 Charm|         had been refuted, at which Critias grew angry, and appeared,
34 Charm|             I said, most excellent Critias, he can hardly be expected
35 Charm|             I entirely agree, said Critias, and accept the definition.~
36 Charm|           who does his own work.~O Critias, I said, no sooner had you
37 Charm|       self-knowledge.~Yes, I said, Critias; but you come to me as though
38 Charm|           results. Now I want you, Critias, to answer a similar question
39 Charm|       asked, never minding whether Critias or Socrates is the person
40 Charm|       consider, he said.~And here, Critias, I said, I hope that you
41 Charm|         colour.~No.~Do you remark, Critias, that in several of the
42 Charm|           your view of temperance.~Critias heard me say this, and saw
43 Charm|           I said to him, Well then Critias, if you like, let us assume
44 Charm|        said.~But then what profit, Critias, I said, is there any longer
45 Charm|          been happy. Was not this, Critias, what we spoke of as the
46 Charm|      consideration, I am doubtful, Critias, whether wisdom, such as
47 Charm|         well and be happy, my dear Critias,— this is a point which
48 Charm|         evil. For, let me ask you, Critias, whether, if you take away
49 Charm|         Quite so.~And yet, my dear Critias, none of these things will
50 Charm|       inconceivable.~You see then, Critias, that I was not far wrong
51 Charm|       thing, of which even you and Critias are, as you say, unable
52 Charm|         Very good, Charmides, said Critias; if you do this I shall