He who is of a calm and happy nature, will hardly feel the pressure of age

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.

He who has knowledge of the just and the good and beautiful ... will not, when in earnest, write them in ink.

All knowledge is but remembrance.

The gods created certain kinds of beings to replenish our bodies... they are the trees and the plants and the seeds.

The greatest wealth is to live content with little.

The productions of all arts are kinds of poetry and their craftsmen are all poets.