Mob rule and emasculation of the wise' and 'who will watch the guardians'?

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

If one sins against the laws of proportion and gives something too big to something too small to carry it - too big sails to too small a ship, too big meals to too small a body, too big powers to too small a soul - the result is bound to be a complete upset. In an outburst of hubris the overfed body will rush into sickness, while the jack-in-office will rush into the unrighteousness that hubris always breeds.

For neither does wealth bring honour to the owner, if he be a coward; of such a one the wealth belongs to another, and not to himself. Nor does beauty and strength of body, when dwelling in a base and cowardly man, appear comely, but the reverse of comely, making the possessor more conspicuous, and manifesting forth his cowardice.

But of the heaven which is above the heavens, what earthly poet ever did or ever will sing worthily?

Thinking: the talking of the soul with itself.

All I really know is the extent of my own ignorance