Where There Is No Common Power, There

I Put For The General Inclination Of All Mankind, A Perpetual And Restless Desire Of Power After Power, That Ceaseth Only In Death.

As, In Sense, That Which Is Really Within Us, Is (as I Have Said Before) Only Motion, Caused By The Action Of External Objects, But In Appearance; To The Sight, Light And Color; To The Ear, Sound; To The Nostril, Odor, &c.

Unnecessary Laws Are Not Good Laws, But Traps For Money.

Leisure Is The Mother Of Philosophy; And Commonwealth, The Mother Of Peace And Leisure.

The Power Of A Man Is His Present Means To Obtain Some Future Apparent Good.