"Well then," said Socrates. "The Theban Harmonia seems to have been sufficiently propitiated. But what about Cadmus, Cebes? How shall we appease him, and with what argument?" "I think you will find a way," said Cebes. "This argument against harmony you made so wonderfully it exceeded all my expectations. When Simmias was stating his difficulty, I wondered greatly if anyone could handle his argument. Yet right from your first attack, it could not withstand you. I would not be surprised if the argument of Cadmus met the same fate." "My good man," said Socrates, "do not speak proudly, lest some ill-will overturn the argument about to be spoken. Let that be a concern for the god, but let us come to close quarters in the Homeric manner and test if you say anything worthwhile. The sum of what you are seeking is this: you require it to be proven that our soul is imperishable and immortal, so that a philosopher, about to die and confident that he will fare better there than if he had lived another life, will not be confident with a foolish and vain confidence. Your point is that demonstrating that the soul is strong, god-like, and existed before we were born into human form does not prove immortality. It only proves the soul is long-lasting and existed somewhere an unimaginably long time before, knowing and doing many things. But it was no more immortal for all that. In fact, its very entrance into a human body was the beginning of its destruction, like a disease. It lives this life in distress and finally perishes in what is called death. You say it makes no difference whether it enters a body once or many times, as far as the fear each of us has. For anyone but a fool must fear, if he does not know and cannot prove that it is immortal. I believe this is exactly what you are saying, Cebes. I am repeating it carefully so nothing escapes us, and so you can add or subtract anything if you wish." Cebes replied, "I don't need to add or subtract anything right now. That is exactly what I say."