When I say I do nothing for pleasure's sake, I'm talking about the wise person — the only one you think can truly enjoy pleasure. But I don't call anyone wise if they're conquered by anything, especially by pleasure. If someone is consumed by pleasure, how will they resist hard work, danger, poverty, and all the troubles that surround human life? How will they face death or pain? How will they handle the chaos of the world and fight against so many powerful enemies, if they're already defeated by such a weak opponent?
When I say that I do nothing for the sake of pleasure, I allude to that wise man, whom alone you admit to be capable of pleasure: now I do not call a man wise who is overcome by anything, let alone by pleasure: yet, if engrossed by pleasure, how will he resist toil, danger, want, and all the ills which surround and threaten the life of man? How will he bear the sight of death or of pain? How will he endure the tumult of the world, and make head against so many most active foes, if he be conquered by so effeminate an antagonist?