From Robert Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy, Part I, sect. 2:
Subsect. XIV, — Philautia, or Self-love, Vainglory, Praise, Honour, Immoderate Applause, Pride, overmuch Joy, etc., Causes.
Self-love, pride, and vainglory, caecus amor sui (2) [blind love of self], which Chrysostom calls one of the devil's three great nets; Bernard, "an arrow which pierceth the soul through, and slays it; a sly, insensible enemy, not perceived" (3) are main causes. Where neihter anger, lust, covetousness, fear, sorrow, etc., listen nor any other perturbation can lay hold, this will slyly and insensibly pervert us. Quem non gula vicit, philautia superavit (saith Cyprian), whom surfeiting could not overtake, self-love hath overcome. "He that scorned all money, bribes, gifts, upright otherwise and sincere, hath inserted himself to no fond imagination, and sustained all those tyrannical concupiscences of the body, hath lost all his honour, captivated by vainglory" (4) (Chrysostom, sup. Jo.).
Tu sola animum mentem peruris,
Gloria.
[By this one passion is my mind consumed,
By love of fame.]
A great assault and cause of our present malady, although we do most part neglect, take no notice of it, yet this is a violent batterer of our souls, causeth melancholy and dotage. This pleasing humour, this soft and whispering popular air, amabilis insania, this delectable frenzy, most irrefragable passion, mentis gratissimus error, this acceptable disease, which so sweetly sets upon us, ravisheth our sense, lulls our souls asleep, puffs up our hearts as so many bladders, and that without all feeling, insomuch as "those that are misaffected with it never so much as once perceive it, or think of any cure" (5). We commonly love him best in this malady (6) that doth us most harm, and are very willing to be hurt; adulationibus nostris libentur favemus [we lend a willing ear to flattery] (saith Jerome (7)), we love him, we love him for it:
