But tell me, Socrates, what is one to think of those stories which have been told from the beginning, of birds changed into mortals and mortals into birds?
To me nothing seems more incredible." "Dear Chaerephon," said Socrates, "methinks we are but half-blind judges of the impossible and the possible.

We try the question by the standard of our human faculty, which avails neither for true knowledge, nor for faith, nor vision.

Therefore many things seem to us impossible which are really easy, many things unattainable which are within our reach; partly through inexperience, partly through the childishness of our minds.

For in truth, every man, even the oldest of us, is like a little child, so brief and babyish are the years of our life in comparison of eternity.

Then, how can we, who comprehend not the faculties of gods and of the heavenly host, tell whether aught of that kind be possible or no ?--What a tempest you saw [83] three days ago! One trembles but to think of the lightning, the thunderclaps, the violence of the wind! You might have thought the whole world was going to ruin.