Those who were arming that king, or some other person, who upon the like occasion was wont to be in the same disorder, tried to compose him by representing the danger less he was going to engage himself in: "You understand me ill," said he, "for could my flesh know the danger my courage will presently carry it into, it would sink down to the ground." The faintness that surprises us from frigidity or dislike in the exercises of Venus are also occasioned by a too violent desire and an immoderate heat.

Extreme coldness and extreme heat boil and roast.

Aristotle says, that sows of lead will melt and run with cold and the rigour of winter just as with a vehement heat.

Desire and satiety fill all the gradations above and below pleasure with pain.

Stupidity and wisdom meet in the same centre of sentiment and resolution, in the suffering of human accidents.