No one knows whether death may not be the greatest of all blessings for a man, yet men fear it as if they knew that it is the greatest of evils. And surely it is the most blameworthy ignorance to believe that one knows what one does not know.

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Poetry is nearer to vital truth than history.

No one is more hated than he who speaks the truth.

And what, Socrates, is the food of the soul? Surely, I said, knowledge is the food of the soul.

At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.

For to fear death, my friends, is only to think ourselves wise without really being wise, for it is to think that we know what we do not know. For no one knows whether death may not be the greatest good that can happen to man.

When I kiss Agathon my soul is on my lips, where it comes, poor thing, hoping to cross over.

In politics we presume that everyone who knows how to get votes knows how to administer a city or a state. When we are ill... we do not ask for the handsomest physician, or the most eloquent one.

Now I am a diviner, though not a very good one, but I have enough religion for my own use, as you might say of a bad writer—his writing is good enough for him; and.

A human being is the measure of all things. of the things that are, that they are, and of things that are not, that they are not.

Then as for those who gaze upon many beautiful things but don't see the beautiful itself, and aren't even capable of following someone else who leads them to it, and upon many just things but not the just itself, and all the things like that, we'll claim that they accept the seeming of everything but discern nothing of what they have opinions about.

No thing more excellent nor more valuable than wine was ever granted mankind by God.

Tell us what complaint you have to make against us which justifies you in attempting to destroy us and the State? In the first place did we not bring you into existence? …[S]ince you were brought into the world and nurtured and educated by us, can you deny in the first place that you are our child and slave, as your fathers were before you?

They do certainly give very strange, and newfangled, names to diseases.

He was a wise man who invented God.