Among Others
Quotes from the Book
Know Thyself. It’s good advice. Know yourself. You are worth knowing. Examine your life. The unexamined life is not worth living. Be aware that other people have equal significance. Give them the space to make their own choices, and let their choices count as you want them to let your choices count. Remember that excellence has no stopping point and keep on pursuing it. Make art that can last and that says something nobody else can say. Live the best life you can, and become the best self you can. You cannot know which of your actions is the lever that will move worlds. Not even Necessity knows all ends. Know yourself.
There isn't an end point to excellence where you have it and you can stop. Being your best self means keeping on trying.
Let’s pursue excellence together. Let’s make art. Let’s build the future. Let’s be our best selves.
You don’t want anything from them except for them to exist and you to see them sometimes and talk to them, and maybe for them to like you back.
There will always be some who see excellence and envy it instead of striving to emulate it.
You can’t trust everything that ass Plato wrote,” Sokrates said.
We cannot change what has happened. We go on from where we stand. Not even Necessity knows all ends.
Nothing mortal can last. At best it can leave legends that can bear fruit in later ages.
What was interesting was seeing how much of it could work, how much it really would maximize justice, and how it was going to fail. We could learn a lot from that.
Know yourself. You are worth knowing. Examine your life. The unexamined life is not worth living. Be aware that other people have equal significance. Give them the space to make their own choices, and let their choices count as you want them to let your choices count. Remember that excellence has no stopping point and keep on pursuing it. Make art that can last and that says something nobody else can say. Live the best life you can, and become the best self you can. You cannot know which of your actions is the lever that will move worlds.Not even Necessity knows all ends. Know yourself.
Peace is better than war. There’s too much glorification of war and not enough glorification of peace, and especially not enough glorification of the importance of the doves.
I love you like stones fall downwards, like the sun rises.
That everyone is of equal significance and that the differences between individuals are more important than the differences between broad classes?
Everyone had their own internal life and their own soul, and they were entitled to make their own choices.
There isn’t an end point to excellence where you have it and you can stop. Being your best self means keeping on trying.
What made him imagine he could have a dialogue with them?” “He’s Sokrates,” I said. “He’s like a two-year-old sticking pencils in his ear,” she said.
And what he had offered me was exactly everything I most wanted —to make art, to build the future, to help each other become our best selves. “He honors me.
She turned into a tree. It was a Mystery. It must have been. Nothing else made sense, because I didn't understand it.
I hate those Socratic dialogues where everything gets drawn out at the pace of an excessively logical snail.
For that is to be my purpose here, you see, to teach rhetoric to you children: I, who was never a teacher but who liked to converse with my friends and seek out the nature of things.” “They have their own imagination of who you are, but you are not that,” Kebes said. “Now that’s true,” Sokrates said. “And perhaps what I shall teach is not what they expect me to teach.
Maybe some of the masters really believed they could make it work, but I think what they really wanted wasn’t to do it themselves but for somebody else to have made it real and for them to have been born there.
I still don’t know if you understand!” “That everyone is of equal significance and that the differences between individuals are more important than the differences between broad classes? Oh yes, I’m coming to understand that really well.” I
But imagine how he’d feel if you said that to him. It’s not considering him as a person but as part of a class of inferior things.
Our souls know harmony and proportion before we are born, so although I had never seen anything like it, my soul resonated at once to the beauty of the city. Immediately
Without heads, where might they keep their minds, if they have them?” Kebes put in. “In their livers, obviously,” Sokrates said.
On my temple in Delphi there are two words written: Know Thyself. It’s good advice. Know yourself. You are worth knowing. Examine your life. The unexamined life is not worth living. Be aware that other people have equal significance. Give them the space to make their own choices, and let their choices count as you want them to let your choices count. Remember that excellence has no stopping point and keep on pursuing it. Make art that can last and that says something nobody else can say. Live the best life you can, and become the self you can. You cannot know which of your actions is the lever that will move worlds. Not even Necessity knows all ends. Know yourself.
And she was off, like an arrow from a bow or a white deer from a covert, bounding across the dusty plains of the moon and swooping down somewhere in the only slightly less dusty plains of Scythia. She hasn’t forgiven me for the moon missions being called the Apollo Program when they should have been called after her.
I wanted to experience being a mortal. I wanted to learn about volition and equal significance.
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"Here in the Just City you will become your best selves. You will learn and grow and strive to be excellent." Created as an experiment by the time-traveling goddess Pallas Athene, the Just City is a planned community, populated by over ten thousand children and a few hundred adult teachers from all eras of history, along with some handy robots from the far human future--all set down together on a Mediterranean island in the distant past.
The student Simmea, born an Egyptian farmer's daughter sometime between 500 and 1000 A.D, is a brilliant child, eager for knowledge, ready to strive to be her best self. The teacher Maia was once Ethel, a young Victorian lady of much learning and few prospects, who prayed to Pallas Athene in an unguarded moment during a trip to Rome--and, in an instant, found herself in the Just City with grey-eyed Athene standing unmistakably before her.
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