Do you think it possible that we could find a supply for our daily speeches, when discussing such a variety of matters, unless we were to cultivate our minds by the study of literature; or that our minds could bear being kept so constantly on the stretch if we did not relax them by that same study?
But I confess that I am devoted to those studies, let others be ashamed of them if they have buried themselves in books without being able to produce anything out of them for the common advantage or anything which may bear the eyes of men and the light. But why need I be ashamed, who for many years have lived in such a manner as never to allow my own love of tranquility to deny me to the necessity or advantage of another or my fondness for pleasure to distract, or even sleep to delay my attention to such claims?
Who then can reproach me or who has any right to be angry with me, if I allow myself as much time for the cultivation of these studies as some take for the performance of their own business, or for celebrating days of festival and games, or for other pleasures, or even for the rest and refreshment of mind and body, or as others devote to early banquets, to playing at dice, or at ball?
[tr. Yonge (1856)]

Do you think this can be afforded us as we speak every day in such a variety of cases, unless we abstract our minds from learning; or that our minds can bear such contention, unless we relax them from the same learning?
But I acknowledge I am devoted to these studies; the rest of my brethren may be ashamed if they withdraw from literature in such a manner as from it to be unable either to bear common fruit , or to bring it forth to light to be gazed on; but why am I to be ashamed that my sense of leisure has never led me to remain away in the hour of danger for convenience' sake, or pleasure never allured, or finally slumber never retarded me, who will thus continue to act for as many years as I live?
Why, indeed, should anyone blame me , or have a right to be angry with me if I employ , in the enumeration of these studies, as much time as is allowed to everyone else to attend to their own affairs, to celebrate the festal days of the games, to devote to other pleasures and to the rest of mind and body itself as much time as others devote to protracted banquets, or, in fine, to the gaming-table, or the javelin?
[tr. M'Donogh Mahony (1886)]

Or do you suppose, either (that it) would be possible for us to have at hand, what we might utter daily, in such a variety of things [actions], unless we cultivated our minds by study, or (that) (our) minds could bear such great efforts, unless we relaxed them by the same study?
I indeed confess (that), I am given to these pursuits; let it shame others, if they hagve so buried themselves in letters, that they can neither bring nothing [anything] from these (studies), for the common advantage, nor to produce (anything) to view and to light. But why may I be ashamed, O judges who so many years live [have lived] so, that ever [never] either my leisure may have drawn me away or pleasure may have called (me) aside or in fine sleep may have kept (me) back from the emergency or the advantage of any one?
Wherefore who, pray, may reproach me, or who by right may be offended at me, if as much time as is conceded to others, for transacting their affairs, as much for celebrating festival days of games, as much for others pleasures, and for the rest itself of the mind and of the body; much as others devote to protracted banquets, as much in fine as to dice, as much as to ball playing.
[tr. Dewey (1916)]

Do you think that I could find inspiration for my daily speeches on so manifold a variety of topics, did I not cultivate my mind with study, or that my mind could endure so great a strain, did not study too provide it with relaxation?
I am a votary of literature, and make the confession unashamed; shame belongs rather to the bookish recluse, who knows not how to apply his reading to the good of his fellows, or to manifest its fruits to the eyes of all. But what shame should be mine, gentlemen, who have made it a rule of my life for all these years never to allow the sweets of a cloistered ease or the seductions of pleasure or the enticements of repose to prevent me from aiding any man in the hour of his need?
How then can I justly be blamed or censured, if it shall be found that I have devoted to literature a portion of my leisure hours no longer than others without blame devote to the pursuit of material gain, to the celebration of festivals or games, to pleasure and the repose of mind and body, to protracted banqueting, or perhaps to the gaming-board? or to ball-playing?
[tr. Watts (Loeb) (1923)]

Surely you do not believe that we can keep ourselves supplied with something to say every day on such a variety of topics, unless we thoroughly cultivate our minds by study? Surely you do not think that our minds could endure such strain unless we should give them the relaxation of the same study?
For my part I own that I am devoted to the pursuit of this. The rest of the world may be ashamed to have so buried themselves with literature as to be able neither to produce therefrom anything to the common profit, nor to bring it into sight and publicity. But why should I be ashamed , gentlemen of the jury, to have been living now so many years in such fashion, that neither has my love of retirement ever withdrawn me from any man's time of peril or season of advantage, nor has indulgence called me away, nor, in short, has sloth kept me back from it?
Who therefore, I pray, could find fault with me, or who could, with justice, be vexed with me, if I have myself appropriated to the resumption of such studies just so much out of my leisure hours as the rest of the world devotes to the transaction of their affairs, meeting of private engagements, or to attending the holidays of the Games, or to other indulgences and the mere rest of their minds and bodies? -- just so much time as some devote to lengthy dinners, or even to the dice-box and the tennis-ball?
[tr. Allcroft/Plaistowe (c. 1925)]

How do you imagine I could find material for my daily speeches on so many different subjects if I did not train my mind with literary study, and how could my mind cope with so much strain if I did not use such study to help it unwind?
Yes, I for one am not ashamed to admit that I am devoted to the study of literature. Let others be ashamed if they have buried their heads in books and have not been able to find anything in them which could either be applied to the common good or brought out into the open and the light of day. But why should I be ashamed, gentlemen, given that in all the years I have lived my private pastimes have never distracted me, my own pleasures have never prevented me, and not even the need for sleep has ever called me away from helping anyone in his hour of danger or of need?
Who, then, can justly censure or reproach me if I allow myself the same amount of time for pursuing these studies as others set aside for dealing with their own personal affairs, celebrating festivals and games, indulging in other pleasures, and resting their minds and bodies, or as much as they devote to extended partying and to playing dice and ball?
[tr. Berry (2000)]

[...] I confess indeed that I am obsessed with studying literature. Let this fact shame others who do not know how to make use of their books so that they can’t provide anything from their reading to common profit or to make their benefit clear in sight.
Why, moreover, should I be ashamed when I have lived so many years in such a way that my hobby never prevented me from being useful to anyone at any time and its pleasure or sleepiness never distracted me or slowed me down? In what way, then, can anyone criticize me or censure me if I am discovered to have spent that very same amount of time in pursuing these studies as others do without blame in pursuing profit, or in celebrating festivals or games, in seeking the pleasure and rest of the body and mind, or dragging out hours in dining, gambling or ballgames?
[tr. @sentantiq (2019)]