Too much freedom seems to change into nothing but too much slavery, both for private man and city.

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Profession: Philosopher
Nationality: Greek

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The physician of the soul is aware that his patient will receive no nourishment unless he has been cleaned out; and the soul of the Great King himself, if he has not undergone this purification, is unclean and impure.

Every king springs from a race of slaves, and every slave had kings among his ancestors.

The hour of departure has arrived and we go our ways - I to die and you to live. Which is better God only knows.

It's like this, I think: the excellence of a good body doesn't make the soul good, but the other way around: the excellence of a good soul makes the body as good as it can be.

The State is like a great and noble steed who is tardy in his motions owing to his very size, and requires to be stirred into life. I am that gadfly which God has given the State and all day long and in all places am always fastening upon you, arousing and persuading and reproaching you. You will not easily find another like me.

States are as the men, they grow out of human characters.

The eyes of the soul of the multitudes are unable to endure the vision of the divine.

Eat and drink and sit with the mighty, and make yourself agreeable to them; for from the good you will learn what is good, but if you mix with the bad you will lose the intelligence which you already have.

There is no such thing as a lover's oath.

He who steals a little steals with the same wish as he who steals much, but with less power.

According to Diotima, Love is not a god at all, but is rather a spirit that mediates between people and the objects of their desire. Love is neither wise nor beautiful, but is rather the desire for wisdom and beauty.

A hero is born among a hundred, a wise man is found among a thousand, but an accomplished one might not be found even among a hundred thousand men.

And then, at this stage, every dictator comes up with the notorious and typical demand: he asks the people for bodyguards to protect him, the people's champion.

Let me make the songs of a nation, and I care not who makes its law.