Francis Bacon Quotes

Those that say they despise riches are saints or liars.

A wise man poor Is like a sacred book that ’s never read,— To himself he lives, and to all else seems dead. This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom’s school.

Hope, how she had grown to hate the word. It was an insideious seed planted inside a person's soul, surviving covertly on little tending, then flowering so spectacularly that none could help but cherish it.

Through tattered clothes, small vices do appear. Robes and furred gowns hide all.

Irony is the recourse of the weak-minded wimp, I think. I hate bands that deliver their songs with knowing smiles on their faces, so that if those songs fall flat they can say 'Ah well, we never really meant it anyway.' It's so dishonest.

But Satan now is wiser than of yore, and tempts by making rich, not making poor.

In our lives in a lot of ways it's all about fake. You've got people wanting things for fake reasons.

When a fellow says, 'It ain't the money but the principle of the thing,' it's the money.

Many speak the truth when they say that they despise riches, but they mean the riches possessed by others.

Why do we go around acting as though everything was friendship and reliability when basically everything everywhere is full of sudden hate and ugliness?

This age thinks better of a gilded fool Than of a threadbare saint in wisdom's school.

It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle or a rich man to enter the kingdom of Heaven, than for a politician to lay aside disguise.

Envy never comes to the ball dressed as envy; it comes dressed as high moral standards or distaste for materialism.

I'm reminded of an interview Larry King had on his talk show with one of Michael Jackson's sisters. He's talking about how many millions she made on her latest record, and all of a sudden, she looks at him tearfully and says, "Larry, you know, I'm not interested in money or sales or songs. I'm a spiritual person." And I thought, "Oh my god..."

Gold is the fool's curtain, which hides all his defects from the world.

One man pretends to be rich, yet has nothing; another pretends to be poor, yet has great wealth.

We play make believe, pretend to take ourselves and each other seriously--to love each other, hate each other--but then--it isn't true. It isn't true, we don't care at all!

In an ugly and unhappy world the richest man can purchase nothing but ugliness and unhappiness.

There are people who believe everything is sane and sensible that is done with a solemn face. ... It is no great art to say something briefly when, like Tacitus, one has something to say; when one has nothing to say, however, and none the less writes a whole book and makes truth ... into a liar - that I call an achievement.

Niggas wit no money act like money isn't everything.

I believe that people, more often than not, act with the best possible intentions. And when they don't, that's funny to me. That's why comedy ends up seeming cynical, because you're talking about the gap between what people say and what they do.

Still, I hate them. But, of course, I hate almost everybody now. Myself more than anyone.

I hate this world, this dream, this horrible nightmare, with its churches and chicaneries, its books and blackguardisms, its fair faces and false hearts, its howling righteousness on the surface and utter hollowness beneath and, above all, its sanctified shopkeeping!

The rich are the most discriminated-against minority in the world. Openly or covertly, everybody hates the rich because, openly or covertly, everybody envies the rich. Me, I love the rich. Somebody has to love them. Sure, a lot o’ rich people are assholes, but believe me, a lot o’ poor people are assholes, too, and an asshole with money can at least pay for his own drinks.

Men hate those to whom they have to lie.