Francis Bacon

The place of justice is a hallowed place.

Silence is the virtue of fools.

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

Croesus said to Cambyses; That peace was better than war; because in peace the sons did bury their fathers, but in wars the fathers did bury their sons.

It is impossible to love and to be wise.

Atheism leaves a man to sense, to philosophy, to natural piety, to laws, to reputation; all of which may be guides to an outward moral virtue, even if religion vanished; but religious superstition dismounts all these and erects an absolute monarchy in the minds of men.

Europe extends to the Alleghenies; America lies beyond.

There is nothing that will kill a man so soon as having nobody to find fault with but himself.

You can tell a lot about a person by listening to the way they talk about someone they once loved.

Infancy conforms to nobody: all conform to it, so that one babe commonly makes four or five out of the adults who prattle and play to it.

I am living in a nightmare, from which from time to time I wake in sleep.

Nature hates calculators.

I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from.

Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom.

Do that which is assigned to you and you cannot hope too much or dare too much.

The cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run.

George Washington, as a boy, was ignorant of the commonest accomplishments of youth. He could not even lie.

To have in general but little feeling, seems to be the only security against feeling too much on any particular occasion.

Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot.

When the eye is not set on one leaf and you face the tree with nothing in mind, any number of leaves are visible to the eye.

There mark what ills the scholar’s life assail, toil, envy, want, and patron.