Flattery is like a painted armor; only for show.

'Wars, factions, and fighting,' said Socrates as he looked forward from his last hour, 'have no other origin than this same body and its lusts... We must set the soul free from it; we must behold things as they are. And having thus got rid of the foolishness of the body, we shall be pure and hold converse with the pure, and shall in our own selves have complete knowledge of the Incorruptible which is, I take it, no other than the very truth.

All that we know is nothing can be known.

Knowing thyself is the height of wisdom.

In my investigation in the service of the god I found that those who had the highest reputation were nearly the most deficient, while those who were thought to be inferior were more knowledgeable.

Do not grieve over someone who changes all of the sudden. It might be that he has given up acting and returned to his true self.

Malice drinketh up the greater part of its own poison.