Alexander | :- | You think I'm mad, of course. |
Phythia | :- | No. Just very young. |
Alexander | :- | All idealists are a little mad. Aristotle is madder than anyone. |
Phythia | :- | He's your tutor, isn't he? |
Alexander | :- | He was. He's gone back to Athens now. He believes in the world state, too, you know. |
Phythia | :- | I see. And you are going to put his ideas into practice? |
Alexander | :- | Yes. He doesn't approve of that. |
Phythia | :- | I'm not surprised. |
Alexander | :- | In fact, he doesn't approve of me at all. He found me once reading a copy of the Iliad, and when he congratulated on my taste on literature and asked me what I liked best about it, I told him I thought it an invaluable military manual. |
Phythia | :- | Ha ha ... |
Alexander | :- | He was furious. No sense of humor at all. I loved Homer, as a matter of fact. |