Aristotle did not look up from his whittling. “You have confused the mean with mediocrity, Theodoros. The mean is not average. It is precision .”
He handed the wooden paw to Theodoros. “Your art is no different. The mean is not ‘less than genius.’ It is the razor’s edge between lifeless form and shattered rock. You have been carving safely . That is not moderation. That is fear.” etica a nicomaco
Theodoros wiped marble dust from his brow. “Moderation in all things, Eleni. That is the path.” Aristotle did not look up from his whittling