The function of the wing is to take what is heavy and raise it up in the region above. — Plato Copy Share Image
Only a philosopher's mind grows wings, since its memory always keeps it as close as possible to those realities by being close… — Plato Copy Share Image
The natural function of the wing is to soar upwards and carry that which is heavy up to the place where dwells… — Plato Copy Share Image
“... as a breath of wind or some echo rebounds from smooth, hard surfaces and returns to the source from which it… — Plato Copy Share Image
Harmony sinks deep into the recesses of the soul and takes its strongest hold there, bringing grace also to the body &… — Plato Copy Share Image
“Evil is the vulgar lover who loves the body rather than the soul, inasmuch as he is not even stable, because he… — Plato Copy Share Image
We are too feeble and sluggish to make our way out to the upper limit of the air. If someone could reach… — Plato Copy Share Image
Each man is capable of doing one thing well. If he attempts several, he will fail to achieve distinction in any. — Plato Copy Share Image
You may be sure, dear Crito, that inaccurate language is not only in itself a mistake: it implants evil in men's souls. — Plato Copy Share Image
“If men learn this, it will implant forgetfulness in their souls; they will cease to exercise memory because they rely on that which is… — Plato Copy Share Image
Any city, however small, is in fact divided into two, one the city of the poor, the other of the rich; these are at… — Plato Copy Share Image
“The love of man to woman is a thing common and of course, and at first partakes more of instinct and passion than of… — Plato Copy Share Image
Strange times are these in which we live when old and young are taught in falsehood's school, and the one man that dares to… — Plato Copy Share Image
For let me tell you, that the more the pleasures of the body fade away, the greater to me is the pleasure and charm… — Plato Copy Share Image
“What shall we say about those spectators, then, who can see a plurality of beautiful things, but not beauty itself, and who are incapable… — Plato Copy Share Image
