Quotes About Division

Admit that there is some level that would make even you call yourself the victim of class war.

read it aloud to that teetering RASR (Residually Adult-Sane Republican) … and explain that yes, this is how we feel, ever more, each day in the face of soul-destroying, nation-wrecking treason by a madness that – like the 1860s Confederacy – is without any moral foundation, whatsoever. Tell your ostrich Republican friends, they need to choose sides in this potentially lethal phase of our endless Civil War.

despite the absence of a real state monopoly on violence, early states were much more formidable structures than chiefdoms. And everywhere they appear, they are associated with the same cluster of features. These include new forms of specialization and an extensive division of labor, bureaucracies, systems of accounting and writing, armies, and fiscal systems.

I think the world divides neatly into those who are excited by the managed induction of terror and those who are not. I do not find terror exciting. I find it terrifying. One of my basic goals is to subject my nervous system to as little total terror as possible. The cruel paradox of course is that this kind of makeup usually goes hand in hand with a delicate nervous system that's extremely easy to terrify.

I think the world divides neatly into those who are excited by the managed induction of terror and those who are not. I do not find terror exciting. I find it terrifying.

The world divides into those who like the managed induction of terror and those who don't. I do not find terror exciting. I find it terrifying.

I begin to feel as though my thoughts and voice here are in some way the creative products of something outside me, not in my control, and yet that this shaping, determining influence outside me is still me. I feel a division which the outside voice posits as the labor pains of a nascent emotional conscience.

What I was thinking is is this maybe a textbook case of Johnny-Gentle-type-find-an-enemy-for-a-divided-nation-to-come-together-by-blaming-and-hating theory in action?

Americans seemed no longer united so much by common beliefs as by common images: what binds us became what we stand witness to. Nobody sees this as a good change.

fringes in Alberta weren't too pleased, but not much pleases an Albertan far-rightist anyway.

Banish'd from [those we love] Is self from self: a deadly banishment!

A plague on both your houses.

Beshrew your eyes, They have o'erlook'd me and divided me; One half of me is yours, the other half yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.

Where civil blood makes civil hands unclean.

And must we be divided? Must we part? Ay, hand from hand, my love, and heart from heart.

What's the matter, you dissentious rogues, That rubbing the poor itch of your opinion Make yourselves scabs?

It did always seem so to us: but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weighed, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety.

An iron curtain is drawn down upon their front. We do not know what is going on behind.

anti-Semitism may be a good starter, but it is a bad sticker.

General Paris received from the representative of the Admiralty the command of the Royal Naval Division which he was destined to hold with so much honour until he fell grievously wounded in his trenches after three years' war. This was the most important military command exercised in the great war by an officer of the Royal Marines.

We, too, can divide ourselves, it's true. / But only into flesh and a broken whisper. / Into flesh and poetry.

Dividing earth and sky is not the right way to think about this wholeness. It only allows one to live at a more precise address-- were I to be searched for I'd be found much faster. My distinguishing marks are rapture and despair. From 'Sky', in the collection 'Miracle Fair

Life is divided into the horrible and the miserable.

It seemed the world was divided into good and bad people. The good ones slept better, [Cloquet thought,] while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more.