Francis Bacon

22 Jan 1561 // 9 Apr 1626
Philosopher / Statesman / Essayist


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The way of fortune is like the milkyway in the sky; which is a number of small stars, not seen asunder, but giving light together: so it is a number of little and scarce discerned virtues, or rather faculties and customs, that make men fortunate
The root of all superstition is that men observe when a thing hits, but not when it misses
The job of the artist is always to deepen the mystery
The great end of life is not knowledge but action
The fortune which nobody sees makes a person happy and unenvied
The correlative to loving our neighbors as ourselves is hating ourselves as we hate our neighbors
Studies serve for delight, for ornaments, and for ability
Studies perfect nature and are perfected still by experience
Silence is the virtue of fools
Silence is the sleep that nourishes wisdom
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On Anger: "For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind."
On Destiny: "Our destiny exercises its influence over us even when, as yet, we have not learned its nature: it is our future that lays down the law of our today."
Human, All Too Human
On Friendship: "A crowd is not company; and faces are but a gallery of pictures; and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love."