Quotes About Strife

It seemed that Miss Marks and Leo had found in each other the personification of everything they disliked most.

But that was the way of it everywhere: there you were, getting on with things, minding your own business, and suddenly some arsehole decides to start a war.

In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife!

Cuando se alteran los pueblos agraviados y resuelven, nunca sin sangre o sin venganza vuelven.

I'd hate to find out that the universe really wasn't conspiring against me. It would jerk the rug out from under my persecution complex.

Summer and Winter, constantly chasing each other, wounding what the other heals and healing what the other wounds.

Two people may become enemies when their ideas are the same.

I thought of the lines, 'And come the evening of my life, Worn out with care and strife I will, For each day granted me on earth, The air with praises to Thee fill.' Goodbye, a handshake in my thoughts, Your very loving brother Vincent

And the pilgrim goes on sorrowful yet always rejoicing - sorrowful because it is so far off and the road so long. Hopeful as he looks up to the eternal city far away, resplendent in the evening glow and he thinks of two old sayings that he heard long ago - the one is: "Much strife must be striven Much suffering must be suffered Much prayer must be prayed And then the end will be peace.

In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?

In the history of modern socialism this is a phenomenon, that the strife of the various trends within the socialist movement has from national become international.

The drive to convert people's minds and hearts has caused more grief, more suffering, more loss of life than any desire for property, riches, or even the necessities of survival.

The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife, -- this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self. In this merging he wishes neither of the older selves to be lost... He simply wishes to make it possible for a man to be both a Negro and an American...

You ever wake up in the middle of the night because a couple of cats are clawing each other to death outside your window? That's what it's like listening to you speak.

If we're a family and your brother wishes you death, it's not a very happy family.

What a repugnant spectacle our country has become! Falsehood, cruelty, and madness everywhere, and brute force in the wings waiting to finish us off.

The sons of York will destroy each other, one brother destroying another, uncles devouring nephews, fathers beheading sons. They are a house which has to have blood, and they will shed their own if they have no other enemy.

There is nothing that sickens a country more than its own people fighting against one another. It destroys families; it is killing us daily.

Semmi sem betegít meg jobban egy országot, mint amikor saját népe tagjai harcolnak egymás ellen.

La enemistad entre allegados se llama discordia; entre extraños, se llama guerra.

The fissures ran too deep. The haughtiness and hostility were too ingrained. No one had ever run for office on a Jew-and-Gentile reconciliation platform. They hated the ground the other had walked on. Their aims and desires were mutually exclusive. By a country mile.

But the only thing more certain than death and taxes is bullies.

Life without meaning cannot be borne. We find a mission to which we're sworn --or answer the call of Death's dark horn. Without a gleaning of purpose in life, we have no vision, we live in strife, --or let blood fall on a suicide knife.

Is there some meaning to this life? What purpose lies behind the strife? Whence do we come, where are we bound? These cold questions echo and resound Through each day, each lonely night. We long to find the splendid light That will cast a revelatory beam Upon the meaning of the human dream. – The Book of Counted Sorrows