Much sleep is not required by nature, either for our souls or bodies, or for the action in which they are concerned.

The truth is that we isolate a particular kind of love and appropriate it for the name of love, which really belongs to a wider whole.

The first and the best victory is to conquer self.

And what shall he suffer who slays him who of all men, as they say, is his own best friend? I mean the suicide, who deprives himself by violence of his appointed share of life. Not because the law of the state requires him. Nor yet under the compulsion of some painful and inevitable misfortune which has come upon him. Nor because he has had to suffer from irremediable and intolerable shame, but who from sloth or want of manliness imposes upon himself an unjust penalty.

The first step in learning is the destruction of human conceit.

In particular I may mention Sophocles the poet, who was once asked in my presence, How do you feel about love, Sophocles? are you still capable of it? to which he replied, Hush! if you please: to my great delight I have escaped from it, and feel as if I had escaped from a frantic and savage master. I thought then, as I do now, that he spoke wisely. For unquestionably old age brings us profound repose and freedom from this and other passions.

The power of the Good has taken refuge in the nature of the Beautiful