As to the artists, do we not know that he only of them whom love inspires has the light of fame?-he whom love touches not walks in darkness.

Each man is capable of doing one thing well. If he attempts several, he will fail to achieve distinction in any.

Man is a wingless animal with two feet and flat nails.

Not every love, but only that which has a noble purpose, is noble and worthy of praise.

It seems to me that whatever else is beautiful apart from asbsolute beauty is beautiful because it partakes of that absolute beauty, and for no other reason. Do you accept this kind of causality?

The soul of him who has education is whole and perfect and escapes the worst disease, but, if a man's education be neglected, he walks lamely through life and returns good for nothing to the world below.

For a man to conquer himself is the first and noblest of all victories.