Book 33
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Demetrius, who, when residing as a hostage at Rome, had fled and become king in Syria, was a man so much addicted to drunkenness that he spent the greater part of the day in drinking. . . .
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When once the multitude feel the impulse to violent love or hatred of any one, any pretext is good enough for indulging their feelings. . . .
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However, I am afraid I may fall under the common dilemma, Which is the greater fool, the man who milks a he-goat, or the man who holds a sieve to catch the milk? For I seem to be doing something of this sort in arguing and writing an essay on what every one acknowledges to be false. It is, then, waste time to speak of such things, unless one cares to write down dreams, or look at dreams with one’s eyes open. . . .
