Philosophy (n.) is, by its nature, something esoteric, neither made for the mob nor capable of being prepared for the mob.
Philosophy (n.) is its own time raised to the level of thought.
A Philosophy (n.) is always complete in itself and, like a genuine work of art, contains the totality.
Philosophy (n.) is tasked to transform itself from the 'love of knowing' (philo-sophia) to 'actual knowing'.
Philosophy's (n.) function is to discover the unity that lies potential in diversity.
Philosophy (n.) is utterly useless and fruitless, and, for this very reason is the sublimist of all pursuits, the most deserving attention, and the most worthy of our zeal.