Knowledge becomes evil if the aim be not virtuous.
Life must be lived as play, playing certain games, making sacrifices, singing and dancing, and then a man will be able to propitiate the gods.
The affairs of music ought, somehow, to terminate in the love of the beautiful.
Virtue is voluntary, vice involuntary.
To be curious about that which is not one's concern while still in ignorance of oneself is ridiculous.
It is vain for the sober man to knock at poesy's door.