There is in every one of us, even those who seem to be most moderate, a type of desire that is terrible, wild, and lawless.

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Profession: Philosopher
Nationality: Greek

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But then, I said, speaking the truth and paying your debts is not a correct definition of justice. Quite correct, Socrates, if Simonides is to be believed, said Polemarchus interposing.

You wouldn't know him if I told you the name. HIPPIAS: But I know right now he's an ignoramus.

I would rather have a good friend than the best cock or quail in the world: I would even go further, and say the best horse or dog.

For the interests of rulers require that their subjects should be poor in spirit, and that there should be no strong bond of friendship or society among them, which love, above all other motives, is likely to inspire, as our Athenian tyrants learned by experience; for... [love] had a strength which undid their power...

Those who govern ought not to be lovers of the task? For, if they are, there will be rival lovers, and they will fight.

O dear Pan and all the other gods of this place, grant that I may be beautiful inside. Let all my external possessions be in friendly harmony with what is within. May I consider the wise man rich. As for gold, let me have as much as a moderate man could bear and carry with him.

Now, in my opinion, the procession of the native inhabitants was fine.

He is divine -- but then I call all philosophers that.

Surely you don't consider me so inflated with the theater as not even to know that for anyone in his right mind a sensible few are more terrifying than a foolish many.

Then, if women are to have the same duties as men, they must have the same nurture and education? Yes. The education which was assigned to the men was music and gymnastic. Yes. Then women must be taught music and gymnastic and also the art of war, which they must practise like the men? That is the inference, I suppose.

The man deserved his fate, deny it who can; yes, but the fate did not deserve the man.

Whatever deceives men seems to produce a magical enchantment.

For once touched by love, everyone becomes a poet.

He's garbage, he cares about nothing but the truth.