And so, when a person meets the half that is his very own, whatever his orientation, whether it's to young men or not, then something wonderful happens: the two are struck from their senses by love, by a sense of belonging to one another, and by desire, and they don't want to be separated from one another, not even for a moment.

Violent pleasures which reach the soul through the body are generally of this sort-they are reliefs of pain.

You get to know someone better by playing for an hour than by talking for a year.

No one knows whether death may not be the greatest good that can happen to man.

They deem him their worst enemy who tells them the truth.

The right question is usually more important than the right answer.

Let no one ignorant of Mathematics enter here.