It's not plant-like breathing that should matter to us in this life. It's not the breathing of animals, both tame and wild. It's not our ability to imagine things. It's not being pushed around by our desires. It's not that we can gather together and live in groups. It's not that we can eat — because that's no better than being able to get rid of waste. What then should matter to us? Hearing loud noise? If not that, then not being praised by people either. The praise of many voices is really no better than meaningless chatter. If not applause, then what is left that should matter to you?
Not vegetative spiration, it is not surely (which plants have) that in this life should be so dear unto us; nor sensitive respiration, the proper life of beasts, both tame and wild; nor this our imaginative faculty; nor that we are subject to be led and carried up and down by the strength of our sensual appetites; or that we can gather, and live together; or that we can feed: for that in effect is no better, than that we can void the excrements of our food. What is it then that should be dear unto us? to hear a clattering noise? if not that, then neither to be applauded by the tongues of men. For the praises of many tongues, is in effect no better than the clattering of so many tongues. If then neither applause, what is there remaining that should be dear unto thee?