Maxioms by Francis Bacon
Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces read more
Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not; a sense of humor to console him read more
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not; a sense of humor to console him for what he is.
He won't, won't he? Then bring me my boots.
He won't, won't he? Then bring me my boots.
Travel, in the younger sort, is a part of education; in the
elder, a part of experience. He that read more
Travel, in the younger sort, is a part of education; in the
elder, a part of experience. He that travelleth into a country
before he hath some entrance into the language, goeth to school,
and not to travel.
Houses are built to live in, not to look on; therefore, let use
be preferred before uniformity, except where read more
Houses are built to live in, not to look on; therefore, let use
be preferred before uniformity, except where both may be had.