Any city, however small, is in fact divided into two, one the city of the poor, the other of the rich; these are at war with one another.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the Gods.

Love is the joy of the good, the wonder of the wise, the amazement of the gods; desired by those who have no part in him, and precious to those who have the better part in him.

We ought to live sacrificing, and singing, and dancing.

There is yet something remaining for the dead, and some far better thing for the good than for the evil.

Harmony is a symphony, and symphony is an agreement; but an agreement of disagreements while they disagree there cannot be; you cannot harmonize that which disagrees.

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.