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And Abram said unto Lot, Let there be no strife, I pray thee, between me and thee, and between my herdmen and thy herdmen; for we be brethren.

Woe is me, my mother, that thou hast borne me a man of strife and a man of contention to the whole earth! I have neither lent on usury, nor men have lent to me on usury; yet every one of them doth curse me.

And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand.

A continual dropping in a very rainy day and a contentious woman are alike.

'Tis a hydra's head contention; the more they strive the more they may: and as Praxiteles did by his glass, when he saw a scurvy face in it, brake it in pieces; but for that one he saw many more as bad in a moment.

He that wrestles with us strengthens our nerves, and sharpens our skill. Our antagonist is our helper.

And the combat ceased, for want of combatants.

Great contest follows, and much learned dust Involves the combatants; each claiming truth, And truth disclaiming both.

Did thrust in other's corn his sickle. - Guillaume de Salluste Du Bartas,

So when two dogs are fighting in the streets, When a third dog one of the two dogs meets: With angry teeth he bites him to the bone, And this dog smarts for what that dog has done.

When individuals approach one another with deep purposes on both sides they seldom come at once to the matter which they have most at heart. They dread the electric shock of a too sudden contact with it.

But curb thou the high spirit in thy breast, For gentle ways are best, and keep aloof From sharp contentions.

Not hate, but glory, made these chiefs contend; And each brave foe was in his soul a friend.

Agreement exists in disagreement.

The chiefs contend only for their place of burial.

You will stir up the hornets.

Stir up the hornets.

Contentions fierce, Ardent, and dire, spring from no petty cause.

The whole discord of this world consists in discords.

Thus when a barber and collier fight, The barber beats the luckless collier--white; The dusty collier heaves his ponderous sack, And, big with vengeance, beats the barber--black. In comes the brick-dust man, with grime o'er spread, And beats the collier and the barber--red; Black, red, and white, in various clouds are toss'd, And in the dust they raise the combatants are lost.