Quotes About Discord

No, I tend to see possession most often in the little things, Damien: in the senseless, petty spites and misunderstandings; the cruel and cutting word that leaps unbidden to the tongue between friends. Between lovers. Between husbands and wives. Enough of these and we have no need of Satan to manage our wars; these we manage for ourselves.

No, I tend to see possession most often in the little things, Damien: in the senseless, petty spites and misunderstandings; the cruel and cutting word that leaps unbidden to the tongue between friends. Between lovers. Between husbands and wives. Enough of these and we have no need of Satan to manage our wars; these we manage for ourselves … for ourselves.

Pour the sweet milk of concord into hell,Uproar the universal peace, confoundAll unity on earth.

Take but degree away, untune that string,And, hark! what discord follows; each thing meetsIn mere oppugnancy: the bounded watersShould lift their bosoms higher than the shores,And make a sop of all this solid globe.

The cankers of a calm world and a long peace.

All hell shall stir for this.

And the vile squealing of the wry-neck'd fife.

My near'st and dearest enemy.

For what is wedlock forced, but a hell,An age of discord and continual strife?Whereas the contrary bringeth bliss,And is a pattern of celestial peace.

I never heardSo musical a discord, such sweet thunder.

I am never merry when I hear sweet music.

How sour sweet music isWhen time is broke and no proportion kept!So is it in the music of men's lives.

Thy head is as full of quarrels as an egg is full of meat.

A plague o' both your houses

It wasn't a petty squabble. It was a big squabble, in which pettiness played no small part.

Change is never easy, and it often creates discord, but when people come together for the good of humanity and the Earth, we can accomplish great things.

I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the faction of fools.

The shackles and the chains, the violence and aggression, the pettiness and scorn, the jealousy and hatred, the tempest and discord.

Your balance is imbalance.

It is the little rift within the lute,That by and by will make the music mute,And ever widening slowly silence all.

The fact is, the heart and mind aren't always friendly. And in my case, they're barely speaking.

For instance, it is quite clear now that all of the peoples of the earth have not always wished one another well. Indeed we are certain now, are we not, that so many people have wished us ill. They wish us ill. They have always done. They still do.

I hated the royal wedding.

I like wee arguments, I've never been into jokes. I'm more into strange things and madness and things escalating and things not really making sense.