That in the soul which is called mind (by mind I mean that whereby the soul thinks and judges) is, before it thinks, not actually any real thing. For this reason it cannot reasonably be regarded as blended with the body

Phronimos, possessing practical wisdom . But the only virtue special to a ruler is practical wisdom; all the others must be possessed, so it seems, both by rulers and ruled. The virtue of a person being ruled is not practical wisdom but correct opinion; he is rather like a person who makes the pipes, while the ruler is the one who can play them.

Anybody can get hit over the head.

Some believe it to be just friends wanting, as if to be healthy enough to wish health.

Happiness, then, is found to be something perfect and self-sufficient, being the end to which our actions are directed.

To love someone is to identify with them.

He overcomes a stout enemy who overcomes his own anger.