Drill in exact translation is an excellent way of disposing the mind against that looseness and exaggeration with which the sensationalists have corrupted our world. If schools of journalism knew their business, they would graduate no one who could not render the Greek poets.

The complete man, then, is the "lover" added to the scientist; the rhetorician to the dialectician.

Life without prejudice, were it ever to be tried, would soon reveal itself to be a life without principle.

...knowledge of material reality is the knowledge of death.

Poetry offers the fairest hope of restoring our lost unity of mind.

Beneath the surface of repartee and mock seriousness, [Plato's Phaedrus] is asking whether we ought to prefer a neuter form of speech to the kind which is ever getting us aroused over things and provoking an expense of spirit.

Any utterance is a major assumption of responsibility, and the assumption that one can avoid that responsibility by doing something to language itself is one of the chief considerations of the Phaedrus.