The mode by which the inevitable comes to pass is effort.
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The mode by which the inevitable comes to pass is effort.
quote by Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
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The mode by which the inevitable is reached is effort.
quote by Felix Frankfurter
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On occasion we need to make a second effort - and a third effort, and a fourth effort, and as many degrees of effort as may be required to accomplish what we strive to achieve.
quote by Thomas S. Monson
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Appreciated Effort
Examining him from head to toe,
I've my own worries to share with you;
She saw love in him and couldn't stop looking.
Examining him from head to toe,
I can't shoulder your problems as well;
His skin was as young as a boy.
Appreciated effort,
With love, scope and imaginations;
Appreciated effort,
With sharply defined muscles over his torso;
That's the love that she finds in him.
Very handsome, very lovely;
An appreciated effort to the one she loves.
Very pretty, very lovely;
An appreciated effort to the one she loves.
What we do and how we do it is all in the name of love,
'Ah, mademoiselle'!
The voice of the man to the curious woman;
She saw love by examining him from head to toe.
He is really a poet and the inevitable occurred,
Dressed in a flowing lavender gown to approach the man;
Ah! Their love met with a kiss,
'Oh my dear'! She finally managed to say words like these;
But the human brain of his man is very far ahead of mankind.
I'm not certain but only hopeful,
'You are mine and mine only' were the very words;
She had finally found love by examining him from head to toe.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life and repeat to yourself, the most comforting words of all; this, too, shall pass.
quote by Ann Landers
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Science fiction writers foresee the inevitable, and although problems and catastrophes may be inevitable, solutions are not.
quote by Isaac Asimov
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Sweat is sweet
Sweat is
A metabolic outcome
Of an exercise
In a bio system
Human sweat is salty
But it is really sweet
As once you sweat
You are going to gain
It indicates the effort
That goes on inside
More the sweat
Greater the effort
Sweat is not always
The water droplets
Seen on the surface of a body
It may be within
And it could be a emotional outburst
But ensure such emotions are
Positive, proactive and creative
Whatever it is
Sweat is synonymous with effort
Greater the effort
More the sweat
And sweeter the gain
Often we think of
Doing away with sweating
And you natrually are
Doing away with the effort
The gain of such an effort
Cannot be that sweet
We take pride in not having sweated
In achieving a gain
But such a gain is not
Really a gain
Sweat, but, enthusiastically
With love and affection
Towards the effort
With the understanding that
Sweating is no suffering
Let it be a voluntary struggle
With clear goal and destination
In mind
You will understand that
Sweat is sweet
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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The iconoclastic mode, that specific mode of language, there is an element of it that it is punk - that is confrontational. That's just a part of the language of jazz - at a certain point.
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The deductive method is the mode of using knowledge, and the inductive method the mode of acquiring it.
quote by Henry Mayhew
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It is not my mode of thought that has caused my misfortunes, but the mode of thought of others.
quote by Marquis de Sade
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Figli Di Pitagora
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Casadei
Di Macchiavelli e di Tot
Cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Trinit
Di Michelangelo e Dario Fo
cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
E con i Depeche Mode...
Everywhere
we have been everywhere
we 've broken barricades
thanks to the fathers we've had
Who knows how many men
will go along our way
We're living every day
Never forgetting where we're from
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Casadei
Di Macchiavelli e di Tot
Cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Trinit
Di Michelangelo e Dario Fo
cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
E con i Depeche Mode...
Motherland
As well as fatherland
Some say godfatherland
But that's the land that we have
Who knows how many men
Will go along our way
We're living every day
Never forgetting where we're from
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Casadei
Di Macchiavelli e di Tot
Cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Trinit
Di Michelangelo e Dario Fo
cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
E con i Depeche Mode...
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Casadei
Di Macchiavelli e di Tot
Cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Trinit
Di Michelangelo e Dario Fo
cresciuti con una morale cattolica
E con i Depeche Mode
E con i Depeche Mode...
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As I pass it, I feel as if I saw a dear old mother, sweet in her weakness, trembling at the approach of her dissolution, but not appealing to me against the inevitable, rather endeavouring to reassure me by her patience, and pointing to a hopeful future.
quote by Thomas Edward Brown
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Inevitable
Somewhere in Forster—was it Aspects of the Novel?—
there's something to the effect of,
How can I tell what I think till I see what I say?
I've always meant to check the quote, but I'm half afraid
it won't be there, or if it is, that I got it all wrong,
and I pretty much like it the way it is—
I pull it out and toss it onto the table like one of those
really brightly colored chips that only get thrown into the pot
after the hand has gotten out of control and someone wants
to say something a bit more heady than, I'll see you,
and raise you, but that's what he always says, it's inevitable.
In fact, it is inevitable, the word, inevitable,
that has bought me down this road in the first place,
that made me remember Forster, and whether or not
something is inevitable—now, this is the leap—like, say,
the week I just spent in Illinois with a married woman,
who for a long time has been burning
like one of those sad wildfires they have had
all summer long out West, that gets bigger and hotter,
and spreads, it seems, forever, and while this one burned,
I kept telling myself that it was inevitable
that we would end up in the same town somewhere
at the same time, and inevitable, too, that after a few days
one or both of us would allow our ambiguity
about what was going on to get the best of us,
and we both would walk off sad and hurt,
when really it was not us who had a right
to sad and hurt, her husband and children having
a much better claim, and in the interest of terribly clarity,
of unrelenting truth, it is necessary here to interject
the word guilt, and while some people,
those who buy into religion, for example, who touch
finger to finger with the Hand of Heaven,
all herb and clay-tinted oil, on a stone ceiling,
will use Eve's apple to explain how all this is inevitable,
part of some great master plan. I wonder;
or was it simply another test, an opportunity to
do the right thing, and perhaps we failed, and I am not
even sure about that, but I know that she and I feel guilty,
and while I thought it was inevitability
I was talking about here, it was something else entirely,
and I guess old Forster was right, even if he didn't say it.
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poem by Louis McKee
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The most horrible
I have to face the deaths of my parents.
Inevitable and unbearable;
I have to face the death of myself too.
Inevitable and most dreadful;
If I faced the death of my grown child,
Which I need not, it’d be most horrible.
08.11.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sadness Comes With Fear
SADNESS COMES WITH FEAR
Sadness comes with fear,
Dread of what might be-
We live assuming we will be able to go on-
We do not know
What the next day will bring.
As long as there is a ‘for now’
We close our minds to the inevitable.
But one day the inevitable happens
And all is changed beyond our worst dreams.
Oh God not now not yet Please.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Óhjákvæmilegur
You haven’t experienced riding in a car meeting a ten-wheeler truck
Surprisingly on a curve
And the driver beside you slept,
You see the truck approaching the car
Where you are inside it,
Something sure singles you out
The unalterable, the inevitable
The collision that could not be evaded,
In that experience, you know what
Inevitable was, you closed your eyes
It was a miracle
You survived.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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June to July
For Junealice Pardo-Vela passed July 4th 2010**
Without the turning of a month I remained a beautiful flower
My vase of narrow glass of narrow food and narrow light
This-too-shall-passing under a sun with slight movement
Slight lines slight light through an open shudder fell
Across a counter until I was only bright in places
And in others cast in shadow where my blossom’s edge began to fall away
But by the light of your window I held myself as straight as tall hiding petals as they fell within the glass
I was bright and smiled and you passed me
While I only hoped you were not afraid
But days do pass and inevitable seeds that flower in inevitable spring are picked and taken away to sit in windows in June
Even before July they start to set like the sun and by July the heat pushes down on them so hard that all they wilt can no longer be hidden
And it is then that you do see me
As sure as you see where I once was
For it is July and I have come to fall away
In the light of your window you see the space where I should be
Keep finding each little petal that I had hid in the glass
I was bright and I smiled as you passed me
In July I am brighter and I smile as I pass away
June has come and she has gone
Within the turning of a month I remain a flower
A beautiful flower without vase or narrow glass or food or narrow light or shuddering or pain or falling down to hide
I pass with the sun
Bright light now shining through a larger window
And I only hope that you are not afraid
poem by Alizon Kiel
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A hundred years ago, the electric telegraph made possible - indeed, inevitable - the United States of America. The communications satellite will make equally inevitable a United Nations of Earth; let us hope that the transition period will not be equally bloody.
Arthur C. Clarke in First on the Moon (1970)
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If evil is inevitable, how are the wicked accountable? Nay, why do we call men wicked at all? Evil is inevitable, but is also remediable.
quote by Horace Mann
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Freedom from effort in the present merely means that there has been effort stored up in the past.
quote by Theodore Roosevelt
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