Quotes About Division

Us noughts and you Crosses.' I shook my head. 'It makes it sound like … like you're in one place and I'm in another, with a huge, great wall between us.

Was Bapu right then? The line was meant to be only on paper, but it had morphed into the bloody battle line of brothers. Two millennia later, the Mahabharat was being re-enacted. Just as Bapu has feared...

Bapu could not bear the thought of India being partitioned, but the bitter truth was that in the hearts of Indians, lines were already drawn.

Gandhi. Jinnah. Patel. Three men from Gujarat who had worked together as one team at one time for one goal, Now the British were leaving, goal achieved, but the team had fractured.

A civil war was looming. Or partition. Partition was in their hands, civil war wasn't. Once it started, when and how would it end? How many would lose their lives? The Hindus were in a majority and might win, but at what price? Could they afford another Mahabharat?

Vad är det som skiljer oss åt? En ocean och två kontinenter eller åtta våningar?

in AD 286 it was split

there were always two emperors, ruling two separate empires, with two separate armies.

Britain was evidently divided,

The result was that Wilfrid was deposed, and his huge diocese was divided between three new appointees:

I never allow myself to be influenced in the smallest degree either by atmospheric disturbances or by the arbitrary divisions of what is known as Time.

For what can war, but endless war, still breed?

They hate us because we don't even know why they hate us.

She wasn't sure what Mississippi was, but it must be a horrible thing if it was used as a mantra for the guns

but up in the northwest, have been talking to a hard-right

LUCAS SPENT THE DAY walking up to small houses in small towns, getting nowhere perceptible. At two o'clock, he'd taken a break at a café in Oskaloosa, one of the towns from which Henderson had gotten an e-mail. An investigator named Perry Means, from the Division of Criminal Investigation, was waiting for him at the café. Lucas handed over the sample of Lawrence's hair, which Means put in a plastic evidence envelope.

You think this man is the enemy? Huh? This is a worker! Any union keeps this man out ain't a union, it's a goddam club! They got you fightin' white against colored, native against foreign, hollow against hollow, when you know there ain't but two sides in this world — them that work and them that don't. You work, they don't. That's all you need to know about the enemy.

It would be a dreadful thing to tell anyone about it, for it would destroy some fragile structure of truth. It was truth that might be shattered by division.

Here is the node, you who hate change and fear revolution. Keep these two squatting men apart; make them hate, fear, suspect each other. Here is the anlage of the thing you fear. This is the zygote. For here 'I lost my land' is changed; a cell is split and from its splitting grows the thing you hate--'We lost *our* land.

It's hard to split a man down the middle and always to reach for the same half.

They refused seconds and I insisted. And the division of thirds was put on the basis that there wasn't enough to save. And with the few divided drops of that third there came into Rocinante a triumphant human magic that can bless a house, or a truck for that matter-- nine people gathered in complete silence and the nine parts making a whole as surely as my arms and legs are a part of me, separate and inseparable.

The sheriffs swore in new deputies and ordered new rifles; and the comfortable people in tight houses felt pity at first and then distaste, and finally hatred for the migrant people.

Why, Jesus, they're as dangerous as niggers in the South! If they ever get together there ain't nothin' that'll stop 'em.

I remember as a child reading or hearing the words 'The Great Divide' and being stunned by the glorious sound, a proper sound for the granite backbone of a continent.