Music is the movement of sound to reach the soul for the education of its virtue.

Mathematics is the language in which the gods talk to people.

It behooves those who take the young to task to leave them room for excuse, lest they drive them to be hardened by too much rebuke.

When the mind's eye rests on objects illuminated by truth and reality, it understands and comprehends them, and functions intelligently; but when it turns to the twilight world of change and decay, it can only form opinions, its vision is confused and its beliefs shifting, and it seems to lack intelligence.

An hour of play is worth a lifetime of conversation.

To suffer the penalty of too much haste, which is too little speed.

Wisest is he who knows what he does not know.