Francis Bacon

Science is but an image of the truth.

Men on their side must force themselves for a while to lay their notions by and begin to familiarize themselves with facts.

It is impossible to love and to be wise.

Fortune is like the market, where, many times, if you can stay a little, the price will fall.

The place of justice is a hallowed place.

Choose the life that is most useful, and habit will make it the most agreeable.

Every day you may make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.

Don’t order any black things. Rejoice in his memory; and be radiant: leave grief to the children. Wear violet and purple. Be patient with the poor people who will snivel: they don’t know; and they think they will live for ever, which makes death a division instead of a bond.

Money is the most important thing in the world. It represents health, strength, honor, generosity, and beauty as conspicuously as the want of it represents illness, weakness, disgrace, meanness, and ugliness.

I want someone with the proven strength to persevere, someone who knows this job and takes it seriously, someone who understands that the issues a president faces are not black and white and cannot be boiled down to 140 characters.

Man – a creature made at the end of the week’s work when God was tired.

Kindness is in our power, even when fondness is not.

In labouring to be concise, I become obscure.

Noise proves nothing. Often a hen who has merely laid an egg cackles as if she laid an asteroid.

There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative.

That which we call sin in others, is experiment for us.

That things are changed, and that nothing really perishes, and that the sum of matter remains exactly the same, is sufficiently certain.

Condense some daily experience into a glowing symbol and an audience is electrified.

Friends are thieves of time.

For too long I have silenced my heart, that now, when I give it the opportunity to speak, it no longer remembers its voice. Locked away, it forgot what it’s like to be free; to roam. Imprisoned within loneliness, I fear Stockholm syndrome has developed.

The truth is, hardly any of us have ethical energy enough for more than one really inflexible point of honor.