City of light, with thy violet crown, beloved of the poets, thou art the bulwark of Greece.
Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts and eloquence. See there the olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thic-warbled notes in the summer long.
At Athens, wise men propose, and fools dispose.
We have the ability to be the Athens of modern times as opposed to the militaristic Sparta. I remind you that the Athenians wrote poetry. The Spartans did not.
—Rita Mae Brown
Let there be light! Said Liberty, And like the sunrise from the sea, Athens arose!
A great city, whose image dwells in the memory of man, is the type of some great idea. Rome represents conquest; Faith hovers over the towers of Jerusalem; and Athens embodies the pre-eminent quality of the antique world, Art.
Many of our ideas of democracy, so much of our literature and philosophy and science can be traced back to roots right here in Athens.
If Athens shall appear great to you, consider then that her glories were purchased by valiant men, and by men who learned their duty.