I really do not know, Socrates, how to express what I mean. For somehow or other our arguments, on whatever ground we rest them, seem to turn round and walk away from us.

Man is a biped without feathers.

Necessity is literally the mother of invention.

Great is the issue at stake, greater than appears, whether a man is to be good or bad. And what will any one be profited if, under the influence of money or power, he neglect justice and virtue?

Ignorance: the root of all evil.

It is beautiful to wish to add another's light to your own.

No soul willfully does wrong.