<TEI xmlns="http://www.tei-c.org/ns/1.0" xmlns:py="http://codespeak.net/lxml/objectify/pytype" py:pytype="TREE"><text xml:lang="eng"><body><div type="translation" n="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0062.tlg066.perseus-eng4" xml:lang="eng"><div type="textpart" subtype="book" xml:base="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0062.tlg066.perseus-eng4" n="13"><div type="textpart" subtype="section" xml:base="urn:cts:greekLit:tlg0062.tlg066.perseus-eng4:13" n="5"><sp><speaker>Alexander</speaker><p>Wise? call him the craftiest of all flatterers. Allow me to know a little more than other people about Aristotle; his requests and his letters came to my address; I know how he profited by my passion for culture; how he would toady and compliment me, to be sure! now it was my beauty—that too is included under The Good; now it was my deeds and my money; for money too he called a Good—he meant that he was not going to be ashamed of taking it. Ah, Diogenes, an impostor; and a past master at it too. For me, the result of his wisdom is that I am distressed for the things you catalogued just now, as if I had lost in them the chief Goods. </p></sp></div></div></div></body></text></TEI>