You ought not attempt to cure the eyes without the head, or the head without the body, so neither ought you attempt to cure the body without the soul.

The only real ill-doing is the deprivation of knowledge.

The contemplation of beauty causes the soul to grow wings.

We ought to live sacrificing, and singing, and dancing.

Let him know how to choose the mean and avoid the extremes on either side, as far as possible. . . . For this is the way of happiness.

He who is only an athlete is too crude, too vulgar, too much a savage. He who is a scholar only is too soft, to effeminate. The ideal citizen is the scholar athlete, the man of thought and the man of action.

One man cannot practice many arts with success.