Division Of Political Parties Quotes & Sayings

One tends to look back at the mistakes as the same thing - relinquishing control of something at some point in your career. — Nick Mason

There is nothing which I dread so much as a division of the republic into two great parties, each arranged under its leader, and concerting measures in opposition to each other. This, in my humble apprehension, is to be dreaded as the greatest political evil under our Constitution. — John Adams

Death cancels everything but truth; and strips a man of everything but genius and virtue. It is a sort of natural canonization. — William Hazlitt

The sky is not the limit. Your mind is. — L.J. Vanier

The political parties are there to distract us from our systems of government; instead of focusing on the system, we focus on political parties to vote for.

Voting is our only encouraged interaction with our systems of government.

The choice between political parties fractures our nations yet further, turns our focus on each other, and away from the mechanisms of our systems of government. — Haroutioun Bochnakian

When words such as painting and sculpture are used, they connote a whole tradition and imply a consequent acceptance of this tradition, thus placing limitations on the artist who would be reluctant to make art that goes beyond the limitations. — Sol LeWitt

Without a solution to the problems of the poor, we will not solve the problems of the world. We need projects, mechanisms and processes to implement better distribution of resources, from the creation of new jobs to the integral promotion of those who are excluded'. — Pope Francis

For that moment at least they seemed to give up external plans, theories, and codes, even the inescapable romantic curiosity about one another, to indulge in being simply and purely young, to share that sense of the world's affliction, that outgoing sorrow at the spectacle of Our Human Condition which anyone this age regards as reward or gratuity for having survived adolescence.
For them the music was sweet and painful, the strolling chains of tourists like a Dance of Death. They stood on the curb, gazing at one another, jostled against by hawkers and sightseers, lost as much perhaps in that bond of youth as in the depths of the eyes each contemplated. — Thomas Pynchon