Force is entirely throughout the whole of itself, and it is entire in every part of itself.
Force is a spiritual virtue, an invisible power, which is infused by accidental violence into all bodies that are held outside their natural inclination.
Force is nothing other than a spiritual virtue, an invisible power, which is created and infused by accidental violence from sensible bodies into insensible ones, giving those bodies a semblance of life; which life is of marvellous operation. Compelling and transforming in place and in form all created things, it runs furiously toward its own undoing and goes on diversifying itself according to its causes.

Slowness makes it great and quickness makes it weak. It lives by violence and dies by freedom.
It transmutes and compels every body to change of place and of form.
Great power gives it a great desire for death. It furiously drives off whatever opposes its ruin.
Transmuter of various forms.
It always lives to the discomfort of whoever holds it.
It always sets itself against natural desires.
From small, with slowness, it amplifies and becomes of a horrible and marvellous power.
And in compelling itself, it compels every thing.
... it dwells in bodies held outside their natural course and use.
... it willingly consumes itself.
Force is entire in the whole, and entire throughout the whole body in which it is caused.
Power is only a desire for flight.
It always desires to make itself weak and to extinguish itself.
When constrained, it constrains every body.
Nothing moves without it.
No sound or voice is heard without it.
Its true seed lies in sensible bodies.

Weight is entire in the whole of its perpendicular opposition, and it is entire in every part of that. If the oblique opposition set against the weight is unbound and free, it will offer no resistance to that weight; rather it will descend with it in ruin.
Weight passes by nature toward its desired place. Every part of that force contains the whole, contrary to the weight.
And often each is the victor over the other.
In pressing they are of like nature, and the more powerful overcomes the lesser.
Weight changes unwillingly, and force always tends to flee.
Weight is corporeal and force incorporeal. Weight is material and force spiritual. If the one desires flight and death for itself, the other wants stability and pre-eminence. They are often generators of one another: weight gives birth to force, and force to weight. Weight overcomes force, and force weight. And if they are of equal temper, they keep long company. If the one is eternal, the other is mortal.