Aristotle thrives by scuffles and the world cries him up, when truth cries him down. - Thomas Vaughan

Thus, Reader, have I published that knowledge which God gave me "to the fruit of a good conscience." I have not bushelled my light nor buried my talent in the ground. I will now withdraw and leave the stage to the next actor some Peripatetic perhaps, whose sic probo shall serve me for a comedy. I have seen scolds laughed at but never admired: so he that multiplies discourses makes a serious cause ridiculous.

I pray for the dead, this is, I wish him a fair remembrance, whose labours have deserved it.

Besides, their Aristotle is a poet in text, his principles are but fancies, and they stand more on our concessions, then his bottom.