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When Peregrinus Proteus rebuked him for laughing a great deal and making sport of mankind
saying: “Demonax, you're not at all doggish!” he
answered, “Peregrinus, you are not at all human!”
<note xml:lang="eng" n="1">Peregrinus Proteus, of whose death and translation to a
higher sphere Lucian has written in "The Passing of Peregrinus,” carried his ‘doggishness’ (Cynicism) to extremes.</note>

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When a scientist was talking of the Topsy-turvy
people (Antipodes), he made him get up, took him
to a well, showed him their own reflection in the
water and asked: “Is that the sort of topsy-turvy
people you mean?”

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When a fellow claimed to be a sorcerer and to
have spells so potent that by their agency he could
prevail on everybody to give him whatever he
wanted, Demonax said: “Nothing strange in that!
I am in the same business: follow me to the breadwoman’s, if you like, and you shall see me persuade
her to give me bread with a single spell and a tiny
charm”’—implying that a coin is as good as a spell.
When Herodes,<note xml:lang="eng" n="2">Herodes Atticus. “Bolydeuces was a favourite slave.</note>
the superlative, was mourning
the premature death of Polydeuces and wanted a
chariot regularly made ready and horses put to it
just. as if the boy were going for a drive, and dinner
regularly served for him, Demonax went to him and
said: “Iam bringing you a message from Polydeuces.”




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Herodes was pleased and thought that Demonax, like
everyone else, was falling in with his humour; so he
said: Well, what does Polydeuces want, Demonax?”
“He finds fault with you,” said he, “for not going
to join him at once!’

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He went to a man who was mourning the death
of a son and had shut himself up in the dark, and
told him that he was a sorcerer and could raise the
boy’s shade for him if only he would name three
men who had never mourned for anyone. When the
man hesitated long arfd was perplexed—I suppose he
could not name a single one—Demonax said: “You
ridiculous fellow, do you think, then, that you alone
suffer beyond endurance, when you see that nobody
is unacquainted with mourning?”

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