The Fourth Madness

Thus far I have been speaking of the fourth and last kind of madness, which is imputed to him who, when he sees the beauty of earth, is transported with the recollection of the true beauty; he would like to fly away, but he cannot; he is like a bird flittering and looking upward, careless of the world below; and he is therefore thought to be mad.

Plato, Phaedrus

Translator: Benjamin Jowitt

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