We Are Lazier In Our Minds Than

All The Passions Are Nothing Else Than Different Degrees Of Heat And Cold Of The Blood.

The Vices Enter Into The Composition Of The Virtues, As Poisons Into That Of Medicines. Prudence Collects And Arranges Them, And Uses Them Beneficially Against The Ills Of Life.

Some Weak People Are So Sensible Of Their Weakness As To Be Able To Make A Good Use Of It.

It Is Often Merely For An Excuse That We Say Things Are Impossible.

The Distempers Of The Soul Have Their Relapses, As Many And As Dangerous As Those Of The Body; And What We Take For A Perfect Cureis Generally Either An Abatement Of The Same Disease Or The Changing Of That For Another.