How blessed is he, who leads a country life, Unvex'd with anxious cares, and void of strife! Who studying peace, and shunning civil rage, Enjoy'd his youth, and now enjoys his age: All who deserve his love, he makes his own; And, to be lov'd himself, needs only to be known.
And he that strives to touch the stars Oft stumbles at a straw.
Who strives always to the utmost, him can we save.
But at power or wealth, for the sake of which wars, and all kinds of strife, arise among mankind, we do not aim; we desire only our liberty, which no honorable man relinquishes but with his life.
Marriage is the torment of one, the felicity of two, the strife and enmity of three.
War is no strife To the dark house and the detested wife.
Books! tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it.
Then hush thee, my darling, take rest while you may, For strife comes with manhood, and waking with day.
The absence of strife does not necessarily indicate the presence of peace.
Cruel is the strife of brothers.
Have we not all, amid life's petty strife, Some pure idea of a noble life That once seemed possible?
I’ve always wondered why love has to be so full of conflict and strife. Why can’t love be simple? Why can’t it just be as pure as two people who realize that they can’t live as well, or as happily, apart as they can together?
The way of mutual strife and exclusiveness is the only way to perdition and slavery.
When a nation is filled with strife, then do patriots flourish.
The story of the human race is war. Except for brief and precarious interludes there has never been peace in the world; and long before history began murderous strife was universal and unending.
I strove with none; for none was worth my strife.
Through strife the slumbering soul awakes, We learn on error's troubled route The truths we could not prize without The sorrow of our sad mistakes.
No life can be pure in its purpose, and strong in its strife, and all life not be purer and stronger thereby.
Fires of suffering and strife are raging around the world.
The one who always strives, That one can be redeemed.
