For your question, _why a man remembers less his own face, which he sees often in a glass, than the face of a friend that he has not seen of a great time_, my opinion in general is, that a man remembers best those faces whereof he has had the greatest impressions, and that the impressions are the greater for the oftener seeing them, and the longer staying upon the sight of them. Now you know men look upon their own faces but for short fits, but upon their friends’ faces long time together, whilst they discourse or converse together; so that a man may receive a greater impression from his friend’s face in a day, than from his own in a year; and according to this impression, the image will be fresher in his mind. Besides, the sight of one’s friend’s face two hours together, is of greater force to imprint the image of it, than the same quantity of time by intermissions. For the intermissions do easily deface that which is but lightly imprinted. In general, I think that lasteth longer in the memory which hath been stronglier received by the sense. This is my opinion of the question you propounded in your letter. Other new truths I have none, at least they appear not new to me. Therefore if this resolution of your first question seems probable, you may propound another, wherein I will endeavour to satisfy you, as also in any thing of any other nature you shall command me, to my utmost power; taking it for an honour to be esteemed by you, as I am in effect, Your humble and faithful servant THO. HOBBES. _Paris, Oct. 21/31, 1634._ My Lord Fielding and his Lady came to Paris on Saturday night last. III. TO MY WORTHY FRIEND MR. GLEN.[3] WORTHY SIR, I received here in Florence, two days since, a letter from you of the 19th of January. It was long by the way; but when it came it did thoroughly recompence that delay. For it was worth all the pacquets I had received a great while together. All that passeth in these parts is equally news, and therefore no news; else I would labour to requite your letter in that point, though in the handsome setting down of it, I should still be your inferior. I long infinitely to see those books of the Sabbaoth[4], and am of your mind they will put such thoughts into the heads of vulgar people, as will confer little to their good life. For when they see one of the ten commandments to be _jus humanum_ merely, (as it must be if the Church can alter it), they will hope also that the other nine may be so too. For every man hitherto did believe that the ten commandments were the moral, that is, the eternal law. I desire also to see Selden’s _Mare Clausum_, having already a great opinion of it. You may perhaps, by some that go to Paris, send me those of the Sabbaoth, for the other being in Latin, I doubt not to find it in the Rue St. Jaques.