Strife

"The victories of Right Are born of strife. There were no Day were there no Night, Nor, without dying, Life."

"Where good and ill together blent, Wage an undying strife."

"Better is a dry morsel, and quietness therewith, Than a house full of feasting with strife."

"Strife and love. Are they the workings of one mind? The features of the same face?"

"Although we live by strife, Were always sorry to begin it, For what, we ask, is life Without a touch of Poetry in it?"

"Some men enjoy the constant strife Of days with work and worry rife, But that is not my dream of life: I think such men are crazy."