For It Is Not The Shape, But

For Seeing Life Is But A Motion Of Limbs... Why May We Not Say, That All Automata (engines That Move Themselves By Springs And Wheels As Doth A Watch) Have An Artificial Life?

The Law Is The Public Conscience.

To Be Seduced By Orators, As A Monarch By Flatterers.

Life In The State Of Nature Is Solitary, Poor, Nasty, Brutish, And Short.

The Condition Of Man... Is A Condition Of War Of Everyone Against Everyone.