Quotes About Strife

A shining fortune. Humans have killed each other for a single gem.

CHORUS: Helen! wild mad Helen you murdered so many beneath Troy. Now you've crowned yourself one final perfect time, a crown of blood that will not wash away. Strife walks with you everywhere you go. KLYTAIMESTRA: Oh, stop whining. And why get angry at Helen? As if she singlehandedly destroyed those multitudes of men. As if she all alone made this wound in us

Tis dreadful for words and strife to happen between brothers, when they fall into dispute.

LEADER. And who hath said that Love shall bring   More joy to man than fear and strife? I knew his perils from of old, I know them now, when I behold   The bitter faring of my King, Whose love is taken, and his life   Left evermore an empty thing.

the follies of two when they clash together in the same point, are the most hateful ill.

Such things accursed war brings in its train

Most of the remaining women were now having fights with men said to be their husbands.

I want to manufacture a feud.

Who wants to live a life full of fights, blackmails and accusations?

There are men here and there to whom the whole of life is like an after-dinner hour with a cigar; easy, pleasant, empty, perhaps enlivened by some fable of strife to be forgotten - before the end is told - even if there happens to be any end to it.

Agreement is never reached in love. The life of a wife and husband who love each other is never at rest. Whether the marriage is true or false, the marriage portion is the same: elemental discord.

America used to be proud of abstraction, and we have fallen away from it. The future depends on people trying to promote that abstract thinking. Not just in relation to music and jazz and the arts, but the economy, social strife, tension between people.

Iraq does have many, many different tensions.

There is so much strife and tension in the world that I find the silent world of paintings from the past both hopeful and healing.

The Olympics is an imperfect interregnum, the parade of nations a fantasy about a peace never won. It offers little relief from strife and no harbor from terror.

In India we only read about death, sickness, terrorism, crime.

But what they fought each other for,I could not well make out.

I was sick of strife, and weary of being wary.

she wondered if justice was possible in a world full of profoundly evil and damaged human beings, in a veritable universe of damage.

All things not at peace will cry out.

But it was not to remain thus. Still once more Abraham was to be tried. He had fought with that cunning power which invents everything, with that alert enemy which never slumbers, with that old man who outlives all things–he had fought with Time and preserved his faith. Now all the terror of the strife was concentrated in one instant.

Just as a physician might say that there is very likely not one single living human being who is completely healthy, so anyone who really knows mankind might say there is not one single living human being who does not…secretly harbor an unrest, an inner strife, a disharmony, an anxiety about an unknown something or something he does not even dare to try to know, an anxiety about some possibility in existence or an anxiety about himself…an anxiety he cannot explain.

The lights and shades, whose well-accorded strife gives all the strength and color of our life.

If thou art of elephant-strength or of lion-claw, still peace is, in my opinion, better than strife.