Quotes About Division

Despite Grant's best efforts at Appomattox, the breach of the Civil War never healed but became deeply embedded in American political culture.

There has never been a moment since Lee surrendered that I would not have gone more than halfway to meet the Southern people in a spirit of conciliation. But they have never responded to it.

Our country is full of hatred and bitterness and talk."34

People tended either to embrace Hamilton or to abhor him;

With an unaccustomed rhetorical flourish, he affirmed that in the near future "the dividing line will not be Mason & Dixons but between patriotism, & intelligence on the one side & superstition, ambition & ignorance on the other.

As we say out West, if a man can't skin he must hold a leg while somebody else does.

Fisher Ames, always a shrewd observer of the scene, mused that "a spirit of faction . . . must soon come to a crisis." He foresaw that congressional Republicans would discard their comparatively decorous criticism of Washington's first term:

Hatred is so much easier than reconciliation; no sacrifices or compromises are required.

Some kind of internecine conflict, over the spoils.

They're trying to carve gaps in society that are too big to bridge.

To sow discord and division.

So before I was nine I had learned the basic canon of Arab life. It was me against my brother; me and my brother against our father; my family against my cousins and the clan; the clan against the tribe; and the tribe against the world. And all of us against the infidel.

Belfast was born as the mongoloid child of British imperialism.

The Lion and the Unicorn were fighting for the crown: The Lion beat the Unicorn all around the town. Some gave them white bread, some gave them brown: Some gave them plum-cake and drummed them out of town.

The more there is of mine, the less there is of yours

She can't do Subtraction,' said the White Queen. 'Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife—what's the answer to that?

Can you do Division? Divide a loaf by a knife—what's the answer to that?" "I suppose—" Alice was beginning, but the Red Queen answered for her. "Bread-and-butter, of course. Try another Subtraction sum. Take a bone from a dog: what remains?

Stories were power. And whoever controlled the story controlled everything. A story could bring people together, or it could tear them apart. It could spread like a sickness, infecting people. It could lead them into battle or shake them into seeing what they had refused to see before.

She would live every day fully. She was not the same girl she'd been nearly a year ago. She would never see things so blithely again. Even now, as Evie watched the parade and the people alight with pride and joy, she knew how easily that same crowd could become angry. The things that divided them. The things that brought them together, too. They couldn't afford to become complacent.

Hate is hate, no matter who it's coming from.

I think Donald Trump is a complete and utter buffoon and a cancer to our society.

Society cannot share a common communication system so long as it is split into warring factions.

The very mudsills of society. We call them slaves. But I will not characterize that class at the North with that term; but you have it. It is there, it is everywhere, it is eternal.

The structure of apartheid is still rooted in the Haitian society. When you have apartheid, you don't see those behind the walls. That is the reality of Haiti.