“For as the eyes of bats are to the blaze of day, so is the reason in our soul to…” — Aristotle

To attain any assured knowledge about the soul is one of the most difficult things in the world.

Hence poetry is something more philosophic and of graver import than history, since its statements are rather of the nature of universals, whereas those of history are singulars.

Therefore, the good of man must be the end of the science of politics.

No one loves the man whom he fears.