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

'But the man who is ready to taste every form of knowledge, is glad to learn and never satisfied - he's the man who deserves to be called a philosopher, isn't he?'

It is right to give every man his due.

The prisoner grows to love his chains.

Such, Echecrates, was the end of our comrade, who was, we may fairly say, of all those whom we knew in our time, the bravest and also the wisest and most upright man.

If we are to have any hope for the future, those who have lanterns must pass them on to others.

Only a philosopher's mind grows wings, since its memory always keeps it as close as possible to those realities by being close to which the gods are divine.