Thomas Hobbes
Leisure is the mother of philosophy.
Force, and fraud, are in war the two cardinal virtues.
Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same, without such opinion, despair.
The life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.
Humans are driven by a perpetual and restless desire of power.
All generous minds have a horror of what are commonly called "Facts". They are the brute beasts of the intellectual domain.