I’ll swim to Pyrrho, or that crooked sophist Called Diodorus. X. He was exceedingly fond of employing axioms, very concise in his diction, and when speaking he laid an emphasis on each separate word. XI. He was also very fond of attacking others, and very free spoken, on which account Timon in another passage speaks of him thus:— You’ll not escape all notice while you thus Attack the young man with your biting sarcasm. Once, when a young man was arguing against him with more boldness than usual, he said, “Will no one stop his mouth with the knout?”[36] And to a man who lay under the general imputation of low debauchery, and who argued with him that one thing was not greater than another, he asked him whether a cup holding two pints was not larger than one which held only one. There was a certain Chian named Hemon, exceedingly ugly, but who fancied himself good looking, and always went about in fine clothes; this man asked him one day, “If he thought that a wise man could feel attachment to him;” “Why should he not,” said he, “when they love even those who are less handsome than you, and not so well-dressed either?” and when the man, though one of the vilest characters possible, said to Arcesilaus as if he were addressing a very rigid man:— O, noble man, may I a question put, Or must I hold my tongue? Arcesilaus replied:— O wretched woman, why do you thus roughen Your voice, not speaking in your usual manner? And once, when he was plagued by a chattering fellow of low extraction, he said:— The sons of slaves are always talking vilely.[37] Another time, when a talkative man was giving utterance to a great deal of nonsense, he said, that “He had not had a nurse who was severe enough.” And to some people he never gave any answer at all. On one occasion a usurer, who made pretence to some learning, said in his hearing that he did not know something or other, on which he rejoined:— For often times the passing winds do fill The female bird, except when big with young.[38] And the lines come out of the Œnomaus of Sophocles. He once reminded a certain dialectician, a pupil of Alexinus, who was unable to explain correctly some saying of his master, of what had been done by Philoxenus to some brick-makers. For when they were singing some of his songs very badly he came upon them, and trampled their bricks under foot, saying, “As you spoil my works so will I spoil yours.”