Excellence is not an art. It is the habit of practice.

Life in the true sense is perceiving or thinking.

No one would choose a friendless existence on condition of having all the other things in the world.

The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.

Anybody can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree and at the right time and for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not within everybody's power and is not easy.

He who sees things grow from the beginning will have the best view of them.

Excellence, then, is a state concerned with choice, lying in a mean, relative to us, this being determined by reason and in the way in which the man of practical wisdom would determine it.