Francis Bacon

He that hath knowledge spareth his words.

A healthy body is a guest chamber for the soul: a sick body is a prison.

Truth is a good dog; but always beware of barking too close to the heels of an error, lest you get your brains kicked out.

All colors will agree in the dark.

Age appears to be best in four things; old wood best to burn, old wine to drink, old friends to trust, and old authors to read.

The poets did well to conjoin music and medicine, because the office of medicine is but to tune the curious harp of man’s body.

Is not marriage an open question, when it is alleged, from the beginning of the world, that such as are in the institution wish to get out, and such as are out wish to get in?

Poetry is the art of uniting pleasure with truth.

Never waste jealousy on a real man: it is the imaginary man that supplants us all in the long run.

Nakedness is uncomely, as well in mind as body, and it addeth no small reverence to men’s manners and actions if they be not altogether open. Therefore set it down: That a habit of secrecy is both politic and moral.

Things do not change; we change.

Youth is wasted on the young.

To strive with difficulties, and to conquer them, is the highest human felicity.

It isn’t enough to talk about peace. One must believe in it. And it isn’t enough to believe in it. One must work at it.

Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.

A private Life is to be preferred; the Honor and Gain of publick Posts, bearing no proportion with the Comfort of it

Obscurity and competence: That is the life that is worth living.

In literature the ambition of the novice is to acquire the literary language: the struggle of the adept is to get rid of it.

Life becomes easier when you learn to accept an apology you never got.

Be present in all things and thankful for all things.

You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.