He wrote an excellent Latin satire, since printed, wherein he excuses the precipitation of our intelligence, so suddenly come to perfection, saying, that destined to have so short a continuance, as begun so late (for we were both full-grown men, and he some years the older), there was no time to lose, nor were we tied to conform to the example of those slow and regular friendships, that require so many precautions of long preliminary conversation:
Hanc amplissimam omnium artium bene vivendi disciplinam vita magis quam literis persequuti sunt. Leonek, fliasiarren printzeak, galdegiten ziola Heraklidesi zein zientzia edo zein arte zuen lanbidetzat, honek ihardetsi zion: