The flesh endures the storms of the present alone; the mind, those of the past and future as well as the present. Gluttony is a lust of the mind.

As a draft-animal is yoked in a wagon, even so the spirit is yoked in this body

I put for the general inclination of all mankind, a perpetual and restless desire of power after power, that ceaseth only in death.

By consequence, or train of thoughts, I understand that succession of one thought to another which is called, to distinguish it from discourse in words, mental discourse. When a man thinketh on anything whatsoever, his next thought after is not altogether so casual as it seems to be. Not every thought to every thought succeeds indifferently.

If nobody makes you do it, it counts as fun.

Words are wise men's counters, they do but reckon by them: but they are the money of fools, that value them by the authority of an Aristotle, a Cicero, or a Thomas, or any other doctor whatsoever, if but a man.

Desire of praise disposeth to laudable actions.