We are in fact convinced that if we are ever to have pure knowledge of anything, we must get rid of the body and contemplate things by themselves with the soul by itself. It seems, to judge from the argument, that the wisdom which we desire and upon which we profess to have set our hearts will be attainable only when we are dead and not in our lifetime.

There are two kinds of disease of the soul, vice and ignorance.

The noblest worship is to make yourself as good and as just as you can.

Sometimes you have to let go to see if there was anything worth holding onto.

Beware the barrenness of a busy life.

Whenever, therefore, people are deceived and form opinions wide of the truth, it is clear that the error has slid into their minds through the medium of certain resemblances to that truth.

Flattery is like friendship in show, but not in fruit.