Quotes About Discord

Deep down inside me, a small voice says to me, something is out of tune.

In case you guys didn't catch last week's episode, I'm out of the flock, I informed them. Angel has no allegiance to me. She's wanted me gone for a long time. And in case you didn't catch all the episodes from the past year, Angel is... unbalanced. Untrustworthy, Fang seconded. Unpredictable, Jeb added. Dangerous, Dylan chimed in.

A brother who is unhappy is a dangerous relative to have.

The universe is not harmonious: you know that by looking outside.

Now we have blacks and whites fighting, reds and yellows fighting, Democrats and Republicans fighting, men and women fighting.

Miscommunication is endless.

All Nature is but Art, unknown to thee; All Chance, Direction, which thou canst not see; All Discord, Harmony not understood All partial Evil, universal Good. —ALEXANDER POPE, An Essay on Man

in order that nothing may pass into a law but what is satisfactorily just, not less than three fifths of the Congress to be called a majority. He that will promote discord, under a government so equally formed as this, would have joined Lucifer in his revolt.

That there are men in all countries who get their living by war, and by keeping up the quarrels of nations, is as shocking as it is true; but when those who are concerned in the government of a country, make it their study to sow discord and cultivate prejudices between nations, it becomes the more

It was a story that, sadly, always had war at the heart of it.

It is no secret that Hillary Clinton and I disagree on a number of issues.

There seems to be endless capacity for strife in your system." "Of course there is. Doesn't that fit human nature?

People laughed less and grumbled more, sang less and shouted more, and the sounds they made grew louder and uglier. It became difficult to hear even the birds or the breeze, and soon everyone stopped listening for them.

Two wrongs don't make a riot.

They're strangers but they still find reasons to hurt each other.

Such are the characters formed in times of civil discord, when the highest qualities, perverted by party spirit, and inflamed by habitual opposition, are too often combined with vices and excesses which deprive them at once of their merit and of their lustre.

Emerson loved the good and his life was a symphony of peace and harmony, Carlyle hated the bad, and his life was a record of perpetual discord and inharmony.

But there's a disconnect between the eyes and the mouth. Like the eyes are saying one thing and the mouth is about to

We are born in both intellectual and moral darkness. We need the influence of the Holy Spirit—in the life of Jesus Christ, in the Bible, in the historical church, and in our own consciences—to enlighten us. Since modernity rejected all these things, it's no wonder that it abounded in as much evil and discord as it has.

Historically, a story about people inside impressive buildings ignoring or even taunting people standing outside shouting at them turns out to be a story with an unhappy ending.

The difference between the two sides of the schism, is that one side puts out fires, and the other starts them.

Arguments are too much like disputes.

To be sure—our discordancies must always arise from my being in the wrong.

There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved. Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement. When he talked, she heard the same voice, and discerned the same mind.