Poetry demands a man with a special gift for it, or else one with a touch of madness in him.

Cruel is the strife of brothers.

One kind of justice is that which is manifested in distributions of honour or money or the other things that fall to be divided among those who have a share in the constitution ... and another kind is that which plays a rectifying part in transactions.

No one praises happiness as one praises justice, but we call it a 'blessing,' deeming it something higher and more divine than things we praise.

Nowadays, for the sake of the advantage which is to be gained from the public revenues and from office, men want to be always in office.

Whether we call it sacrifice, or poetry, or adventure, it is always the same voice that calls.

The life of money-making is one undertaken under compulsion, and wealth is evidently not the good we are seeking; for it is merely useful and for the sake of something else.