When Virtue Has Slept It Will Arise

The Living Is Merely A Type Of What Is Dead, And A Very Rare Type.

Socrates Condemned Art Because He Preferred Philosophy And Only After Much Internal Struggle Did Plato Accept This Judgment.

Thus Strength Is Afforded By Good And Thorough Customs, Thus Is Learnt The Subjection Of The Individual, And Strenuousness Of Character Becomes A Birth Gift And Afterwards Is Fostered As A Habit.

Those With Very Loud Voices In Their Throats Are Nearly Incapable Of Thinking Subtle Thoughts.

Doing Ill To Those On Whom We Have To Make Our Power Felt; For Pain Is A Far More Sensitive Means For That Purpose Than Pleasure: Pain Always Asks Concerning The Cause, While Pleasure Is Inclined To Keep Within Itself And Not Look Backward.