Discord or dissension is lack of agreement among persons, groups, or things, and the tension or strife resulting from such a lack of agreement. It may also refer to a confused or harsh sound or mingling of sounds. In music, an inharmonious combination of simultaneously sounded tones; a dissonance.

Quotes

  • From hence, let fierce contending nations know
    What dire effects from civil discord flow.
  • Have always been at daggers-drawing,
    And one another clapper-clawing.
  • That each pull'd different ways with many an oath,
    "Arcades ambo," id est—blackguards both.
  • Dissensions, like small streams, are first begun,
    Scarce seen they rise, but gather as they run:
    So lines that from their parallel decline,
    More they proceed the more they still disjoin.
  • Alas! how light a cause may move
    Dissension between hearts that love!
    Hearts that the world in vain had tried,
    And sorrow but more closely tied;
    That stood the storm when waves were rough,
    Yet in a sunny hour fall off.
    • Thomas Moore, Lalla Rookh (1817), The Light of the Harem, line 183.
  • Believe me, lords, my tender years can tell
    Civil dissension is a viperous worm
    That gnaws the bowels of the commonwealth.
  • If they perceive dissension in our looks
    And that within ourselves we disagree,
    How will their grudging stomachs be provoked
    To wilful disobedience and rebel!
  • Take but degree away, untune that string,
    And, hark, what discord follows! each thing meets
    In mere oppugnancy.
  • All your strength is in your union
    All your danger is in discord;
    Therefore be at peace henceforward,
    And as brothers live together.

Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations

Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 197.
  • And Doubt and Discord step 'twixt thine and thee.
    • Lord Byron, The Prophecy of Dante, Canto II, line 140.
  • And bitter waxed the fray;
    Brother with brother spake no word
    When they met in the way.
  • An old affront will stir the heart
    Through years of rankling pain.
  • Discord, a sleepless hag who never dies,
    With Snipe-like nose, and Ferret-glowing eyes,
    Lean sallow cheeks, long chin with beard supplied,
    Poor crackling joints, and wither'd parchment hide,
    As if old Drums, worn out with martial din,
    Had clubb'd their yellow Heads to form her Skin.

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