“Socrates, whose mother was a midwife, used to say that his art was like the art of the midwife. She does not herself give birth to the child, but she is there to help during its delivery. Similarly, Socrates saw his task as helping people to 'give birth' to correct insight, since real understanding must come from within. . . . Everybody can grasp philosophical truths if they just use their innate reason.”
“is there a difference between being the midwife of truth, or the midwife of legends?”
“Astride of a grave and a difficult birth. Down in the hole, lingeringly, the gravedigger puts on the forceps.”
“Socrates called himself a midwife of ideas. A great book is often such a midwife, delivering to full existence what has been coiled like an embryo in the dark, silent depths of the brain.”
“Difficult times are pregnant with glory moments just waiting to be birthed in the lives of those willing to labor through the pain.”