"When a beautiful soul harmonises with a beautiful form, and the two are cast in one mould, that will be the fairest of sights to him who has an eye to see it?

The fairest indeed.

And the fairest is also the loveliest?
That may be assumed."

"Gymnastic will be preferred to music, and the gold and silver and brass and iron will form a chaotic mass--thus division will arise.

Such is the Muses' answer to our question. 'And a true answer, of course: --but what more have they to say?'

They say that the two races, the iron and brass, and the silver and gold, will draw the State different ways;-- the one will take to trade and moneymaking, and the others, having the true riches and not caring for money, will resist them: the contest will end in a compromise; they will agree to have private property, and will enslave their fellow-citizens who were once their friends and nurturers.

But they will retain their warlike character, and will be chiefly occupied in fighting and exercising rule."

"It was agreed that they were to be lovers of their country, and were to be tested in the refiner's fire of pleasures and pains, and those who came forth pure and remained fixed in their principles were to have honours and rewards in life and after death.

But at this point, the argument put on her veil and turned into another path. I hesitated to make the assertion which I now hazard,--that our guardians must be philosophers. You remember all the contradictory elements, which met in the philosopher-- how difficult to find them all in a single person!"

"It would seem, Adam-Ant-us, that the direction in which education starts a man, will determine his future life. Does not like always attract like?

To be sure."

"I got some bad ideas in my head."

"I think someone should just take this city and just... just flush it down the fuckin' toilet."

"All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the streets."

"Loneliness has followed me my whole life, everywhere. In bars, in cars, sidewalks, stores, everywhere. There's no escape. I'm God's lonely man."

"Twelve hours of work and I still can't sleep. Damn. Days go on and on. They don't end. Each night when I return the cab to the garage, I have to clean the cum off the back seat. Some nights, I clean off the blood."

"The four constitutions of which I spoke, so far as they have distinct names, are, first, those of Crete and Sparta (royal, timocratical), which are generally applauded, what is termed oligarchy comes next; this is not equally approved, and is a form of government which teems with evils: thirdly, democracy, which naturally follows oligarchy, though very different: and lastly comes tyranny, great and famous, which differs from them all, and is the fourth and worst disorder of a State."

"Hey, I'm not square, you're the one that's square. Your full of shit, man. What are you talking about? You walk out with those fuckin' creeps and low-lifes and degenerates out on the streets and you sell your little pussy for peanuts? For some low-life pimp who stands in the hall? And I'm square? You're the one that's square, man. I don't go screwing fuck with bunch of killers and junkies like you do. You call that bein' hip? What world are you from?"

"The days go on and on... they don't end. All my life needed was a sense of someplace to go. I don't believe that one should devote his life to morbid self-attention, I believe that one should become a person like other people."

"June twenty-ninth. I gotta get in shape. Too much sitting has ruined my body. Too much abuse has gone on for too long. From now on there will be 50 pushups each morning, 50 pullups. There will be no more pills, no more bad food, no more destroyers of my body. From now on will be total organization. Every muscle must be tight."

"You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well, I'm the only one here. Who do the fuck do you think you're talking to? Oh, yeah? Ok."

"Until philosophers are kings, or the kings and princes of this world have the spirit and power of philosophy, and the political greatness and wisdom meet in one, and those commoner natures who pursue either to the exclusion of the other are compelled to stand aside, cities will never have rest from their evils - no, nor the human race, as I believe - and then only will this our State have a possibility of light and behold the light of day."

"Now I see this clearly. My whole life is pointed in one direction. There never has been a choice for me"

"We meet at a crossroads in history. No longer will the wrong roads be taken."

"How's everything in the pimp business?"

"The dark visage is manly, the fair are the children of the gods."

"It will be our duty to select, if we can, natures which are fitted for the task of guarding the city?

It will.






And the selection will be no easy matter, I said; but we must be brave and do our best.

We must.






Is not war an art?

Certainly.






And an art requiring as much attention as shoemaking?

Quite true."






Read it all.






When you make it to level One you are a Man of Bronze.
Once the Second level is attained you become a Man of Silver.
Next, you ascend to the Third level and are a Man of Gold.

Finally, if you go one extra step, you will be a Man of π.