"The foxes have holes, but the Son of man hatli not where to lay His head."[1] For on the believer alone, who is separated entirely from the rest, who by the Scripture are called wild beasts, rests the head of the universe, the kind and gentle Word, " who taketh the wise in their own craftiness. For the Lord knoweth the thoughts of the wise, that they are vain;"[2] the Scripture calling those the wise (σοφοὺς) who are skilled in words and arts, sophists (σοφιστὰς). Whence the Greeks also applied the denominative appellation of wise and sophists (σοφοὶ, σοφισταὶ) to those who were versed in anything. Cratinus accordingly, having in the Archilochii enumerated the poets, said:
"Such a hive of sophists have ye examined."
And similarly Iophon, the comic poet, in Flute-playing Satyrs, says:
"For there entered
A band of sophists, all equipped."
Of these and the like, who devote their attention to empty words, the divine Scripture most excellently says, "I will destroy the wisdom of the wise, and bring to nothing the understanding of the prudent."[3]
