The Many Are More Incorruptible Than The

Try Is A Noisy Way Of Doing Nothing.

Everything Is Done With A Goal, And That Goal Is "good."

Between Friends There Is No Need Of Justice.

The Line Has Magnitude In One Way, The Plane In Two Ways, And The Solid In Three Ways, And Beyond These There Is No Other Magnitude Because The Three Are All.

The Beauty Of The Soul Shines Out When A Man Bears With Composure One Heavy Mischance After Another, Not Because He Does Not Feel Them, But Because He Is A Man Of High And Heroic Temper.