Is it not true that the clever rogue is like the runner who runs well for the first half of the course, but flags before reaching the goal: he is quick off the mark, but ends in disgrace and slinks away crestfallen and uncrowned. The crown is the prize of the really good runner who perseveres to the end.

Lord of Lords, grant us the good whether we pray for it or not, but evil keep from us, even though we pray for it.

Until philosophers rule as kings or those who are now called kings and leading men genuinely and adequately philosophise, that is, until political power and philosophy entirely coincide, while the many natures who at present pursue either one exclusively are forcibly prevented from doing so, cities will have no rest from evils,... nor, I think, will the human race.

Love is an intermediate state between possession and deprivation.

The community which has neither poverty nor riches will always have the noblest principles.

[The Cretans have] more wit than words.

I have hardly ever known a mathematician who was capable of reasoning.