Observe that open loves are held to be more honourable than secret ones, and that the love of the noblest and highest, even if their persons are less beautiful than others, is especially honourable.

Love is a grave mental illness.

I take it that our state, having been founded and built up on the right lines, is good in the complete sense of the word.

It is our duty to select the best and most dependable theory that human intelligence can supply, and use it as a raft to ride the seas of life.

Let us affirm what seems to be the truth, that, whether one is or is not, one and the others in relation to themselves and one another, all of them, in every way, are and are not, and appear to be and appear not to be.

The wise man will want to be ever with him who is better than himself.

Who are the true philosophers? Those whose passion is to love the truth.