Very well. Tell me, then, is it your opinion, accursed wretch, that the gods exert no providence?
They do not.
What, is the universe, then, not the result of design?
It is not.
And did no god arrange the whole superintendence of things either?
No.
But all things are borne along haphazard by an unreasoning current?
Yes.
Now can you men endure to hear this and not stone the guilty wretch?
Why do you stir up the audience against me, Timokles? And who are you to show anger in the gods' behalf when they are not angry themselves? At least they have not handled me roughly, though they have heard me for a long time, supposing they do hear.
They hear, Damis, they hear, and they will take vengeance on you some day.