Dialogue

 1 Phileb|       be the teacher, or elder friend, and perhaps the lover,
 2 Phileb| society becomes perfected, the friend of man himself has generally
 3 Phileb|         SOCRATES: Yes, my good friend, just as colour is like
 4 Phileb|        all this, then, my dear friend, you are perfect; and you
 5 Phileb|      What do you mean, my good friend?~SOCRATES: I say that a
 6 Phileb|      too much for you, my dear friend; but there was not this
 7 Phileb|     god.~SOCRATES: And you, my friend, are also magnifying your
 8 Phileb|       true.~SOCRATES: I think, friend, that we have now pretty
 9 Phileb|        there no difference, my friend, between that pleasure which
10 Phileb|      pious and good man is the friend of the gods; is he not?~
11 Phileb|     not.~SOCRATES: And yet, my friend, there are, as we know,
12 Phileb|      of certain enemies of our friend Philebus.~PROTARCHUS: And
13 Phileb|   knowledge.~SOCRATES: Yes, my friend, but at present we are enumerating
14 Phileb|      some other class, my good friend.~PROTARCHUS: Most certainly.~