Don't ask a poet to explain himself. He cannot.
The orators and the despots have the least power in their cities ... since they do nothing that they wish to do, practically speaking, though they do whatever they think to be best.
[M]ere knowledge of the truth will not give you the art of persuasion.
No soul willfully does wrong.
States are as the men, they grow out of human characters.
The tyranny imposed on the soul by anger, or fear, or lust, or pain, or envy, or desire, I generally call 'injustice.'