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Sunday, December 13, 2009
Polymathy
Democritus, fragment 64 (tr. Kathleen Freeman):
Many much-learned men have no intelligence.
πολλοὶ πολυμαθέες νοῦν οὐκ ἔχουσιν.
Id., fragment 65 (tr. Freeman):
One should practice much-sense, not much-learning.