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PROTARCHUS: Quite so. SOCRATES: Sometimes the element of pleasure prevails in a man, and the slight undercurrent of pain makes him tingle, and causes a gentle irritation; or again, the excessive infusion of pleasure creates an excitement in him,—he even leaps for joy, he assumes all sorts of attitudes, he changes all manner of colours, he gasps for breath, and is quite amazed, and utters the most irrational exclamations. PROTARCHUS: Yes, indeed. SOCRATES: He will say of himself, and others will say of him, that he is dying with these delights; and the more dissipated and good-for-nothing he is, the more vehemently he pursues them in every way; of all pleasures he declares them to be the greatest; and he reckons him who lives in the most constant enjoyment of them to be the happiest of mankind. PROTARCHUS: That, Socrates, is a very true description of the opinions of the majority about pleasures. SOCRATES: Yes, Protarchus, quite true of the mixed pleasures, which arise out of the communion of external and internal sensations in the body; there are also cases in which the mind contributes an opposite element to the body, whether of pleasure or pain, and the two unite and form one mixture. Concerning these I have already remarked, that when a man is empty he desires to be full, and has pleasure in hope and pain in vacuity. But now I must further add what I omitted before, that in all these and similar emotions in which body and mind are opposed (and they are innumerable), pleasure and pain coalesce in one. PROTARCHUS: I believe that to be quite true. SOCRATES: There still remains one other sort of admixture of pleasures and pains. PROTARCHUS: What is that? SOCRATES: The union which, as we were saying, the mind often experiences of purely mental feelings. PROTARCHUS: What do you mean? SOCRATES: Why, do we not speak of anger, fear, desire, sorrow, love, emulation, envy, and the like, as pains which belong to the soul only? PROTARCHUS: Yes. SOCRATES: And shall we not find them also full of the most wonderful pleasures? need I remind you of the anger 912