Timokles

Very well. Tell me, then, is it your opinion, accursed wretch, that the gods exert no providence?

Damis

They do not.

Timokles

What, is the universe, then, not the result of design?

Damis

It is not.

Timokles

And did no god arrange the whole superintendence of things either?

Damis

No.

Timokles

But all things are borne along haphazard by an unreasoning current?

Damis

Yes.

Timokles

Now can you men endure to hear this and not stone the guilty wretch?

Damis

Why do you stir up the audience against me, Timokles? And who are you to show anger in the gods' behalf when they are not angry themselves? At least they have not handled me roughly, though they have heard me for a long time, supposing they do hear.

Timokles

They hear, Damis, they hear, and they will take vengeance on you some day.