The sirens sing sotto voce these days, and the young already have enough wax in their ears to pass them by without danger.

The substance of my being has been informed by the books I learned to care for.

Students now arrive at the university ignorant and cynical about our political heritage, lacking the wherewithal to be either inspired by it or seriously critical of it.

Only Socrates knew, after a lifetime of unceasing labor, that he was ignorant. Now every high-school student knows that. How did it become so easy?

Error is indeed our enemy, but it alone points to the truth and therefore deserves our respectful treatment.

Commitment is a word invented in our abstract modernity to signify the absence of any real motives in the soul for moral dedication.

It may well be that a societys greatest madness seems normal to itself.