States can be deterred by the fear of retaliation; non-state organisations cannot by deterred at all.
quote by John Bruton
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We are often deterred from crime by the disgrace of others.
But by all this I am not deterred, for I have seen, I have heard, I have felt.
quote by Emanuel Swedenborg
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How many daily read the Word, and yet from vice are not deterred.
Lack of encouragement never deterred me. I was the kind of person who would not be put down.
quote by Constance Baker Motley
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Wisdom And Prudence
Wouldst thou, my friend, mount up to the highest summit of wisdom,
Be not deterred by the fear, prudence thy course may deride
That shortsighted one sees but the bank that from thee is flying,
Not the one which ere long thou wilt attain with bold flight.
poem by Friedrich Schiller
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As she is near.
So fragile and so soft was she.
So dark and so busy was she.
She being fatty, old and impotent,
I was deterred though.
She being evasive and elusive,
I was not daunted though.
I loved her and desired her
As she was near and hence dear.
07.08.2001
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There are some people that will be deterred by the fact that we have nuclear weapons... But those people are the folks we can deal with anyway.
quote by Charles Horner
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Sure Render or Surrender, Sur Rendezvous or Sir Rendez Vous
My one half celebrates our meeting's near
And yet my other fears the tears of fear.
Undoubting, one lives US as heaven's writ,
Deterred the other by too perfect fit,
Each part completes the other's inner whole,
Completely each defeats void's empty hole,
Made one by destined synchronicity,
Maid Man ban 'ran', scan fans complicity
As natural for flowing through twinned soul
Unsure, yet too aware two can't be sole.
Dance catalyzed by chance shows love's pure state
Enhanced by 'wait', scorns concommitant weight.
Contradictions sweet sound beat for rhyme,
Make light of distance, down beat jealous Time.
[c] Jonathan Robin acrostic sonnet written 16 June 2008
poem by Jonathan Robin
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The Wandering Fado
Soft music proffering backdropp
in a tongue peculiarly diverse
It were some sort of a ballad
with the words woven in verse
Couldn't grasp that was projected,
just felt the sense profound
It traversed beyond the restrictions,
free spirited and unbound
The voice mesmerizing,
emanating from the deepest of core
Unheard of from earlier on
but seeming familiar since before
The song though just fleeting
but held me in such an enthrall
I got lost in my soul's essence
in a state transcendental I recall
Blessed be the possessor
of the gift that is celestially conferred
That wanders beyond the borders
and by language not deterred
poem by Sunny Chopra
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Only “Karma” was in my hands
I asked a Veteran Mountaineer
How he reached the top?
He replied calmly
The Mountain was tall and mighty
Climb was steep and high
I wanted to see the World
From the peak of the Mountain
I prepared myself
And started my Journey
Many discouraged
Others created fear in me
I was determined
To achieve my Goal
I remembered the lessons of Geeta
Somebody told
Only “Karma” was in my Hands
I started to climb
Sometimes I lost hold
Sometimes I slipped
But nothing deterred me
I was cautious and patient
Full of concentration
Kept climbing on and on
One day I made it to the top
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Love has no cause
Crooked lips stand not in the way,
Manly nose is too.
So are cashew apple breasts.
So are manly tone and thin plait.
As shy fruit, you never deterred.
As a forbidden apple you never bored.
Then which is the cause?
To find the cause, I am still in love.
17.02.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Guidance
When I walk.
Which path do I follow?
Who will tell me?
The high road or low.
Who do I ask?
What is right
or will be wrong?
Who will be my sight?
When times grow hard
and temptations abound.
Who will show me
safe detour around?
Guidance I seek.
To whom can I turn?
From what wise sage
wisdom can I learn?
That truth I chase
so often elusive.
Frustration abounds
to the point of abusive.
So many times
my efforts are checked
by demons of doubt and fear.
Still I shall not be deterred.
The path of truth
the only way I seek.
With guidance it I shall find.
No longer must I be weak.
poem by Kurt Hearth
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Proliferation of nuclear weapons to terrorist organisations is far more dangerous than proliferation of nuclear weapons to states, even states like North Korea.
quote by John Bruton
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Early Morning
Between the shutters I can see
A light far away shining at me
It's 4 in the morning and nothing is going on
But the light fascinates me, I wonder where it's from?
And as I lie awake wondering what to say
I realise that this thing is slowly moving away
Curious I move my head to get a better view
When a cloud crosses its path and obscures it too
Not deterred I gaze at the sky hoping it'll come back soon
Then suddenly I see it again, for it's our moon.
poem by JeanJacques Evendon
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Wallflower
6x6 - from wall to wall
Shutters on the windows, no light at all
Damp on the floor you got damp on the bed
Theyre trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head
They feed you scraps and they feed you lies
To lower your defences, no compromise
Nothing you can do, they day can be long
You mind is working overtime, you bodys not too strong
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you cant get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
They take you out - the light burns your eyes
To the talking room - its not surprise
Loaded questions from clean white coats
Their eyes are all as hidden as their hipppcratic oath
They tell you - how to behave, hehave as their guest
You want to resist them, you do your best
They take you to your limits, they take you beyond
For all that they are doing theres no way to respond
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you cant get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
And you face the night alone
While the builders of the cages
They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
They do not see your road to freedom
That you build with flesh and bone
Though you may disappear, youre not forgotten here
And I will say to you, I will do what I can do
You may disappear, youre not forgotten here
And I will say you you, I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
song performed by by Peter Gabriel
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Not Deterred By Your Point Of View
It is not my purpose in life,
To advise you on 'your' direction.
Or suggest which path to take,
On your journey.
Nor from me will there be recommendations.
If it should upset you,
That my vision remains focused...
And not deterred by your point of view,
Keep this in mind...
You are not my destination.
However...
It does appear that you are an obstacle,
That wishes to block my mission...
With a stirring up of my feelings of guilt,
With a delay of an empathy you await to be given.
You've done a good job.
All is not lost.
I passed a few procrastinators,
Along on my journey.
Be patient.
Someone will eventually buy your nonsense.
As for me...
Your routine is too familiar.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Discontented Manicure Scissors
Said the manicure scissors one day,
'The shears always have their own way,
And I think it absurd
That I am deterred
From entering into life's fray.
My task might be jolly for snails,
But I must confess that it fails
To give pleasure to me;
I am sick as can be
Of snipping the ends of pink nails.
I want to do work like the shears!'
So the scissors set out it appears,
And very much wroth
They tried to cut cloth,
And so split themselves open, my dears.
And the cloth, well you should have seen that;
It looked as if gnawed by a rat.
Now little folks, you
Must not think you can do
Whatever your elders are at.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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M: VI: The Lover of Cowardice
Surviving the suffering
That had accompanied the exit
Of early gods,
Despite scorn, satire and pity,
I succeeded in making another
Out of suffering itself.
Having seen my predicament
As the result of bad luck
I was able to maintain my pride.
I did not hate,
Merely resented.
I was not deterred
By being ridiculed, mocked, belittled,
And picked at by someone
In more addicted straits
Than even I,
Or being labelled stupid and bored
By someone good at praise and contempt
But no good at convincing me
Why I should resent a god
Who is a lover of cowardice
And suicide
poem by Douglas Scotney
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What Is Poetry
What is poetry more than words
Thought into existence by a writer.
What is life than a mystery unspurred
No explanation seeming any righter.
What is death than sad feelings blurred
Friends’ burdens becoming not lighter.
What is love than adoration preferred
A bond constantly growing ever tighter.
What is pain than good feelings deterred
Emotions never growing any brighter.
Poetry is so much more words
Reflecting emotions felt by a writer.
poem by Brandon McConnell
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When a system is considered in two different states, the difference in volume or in any other property, between the two states, depends solely upon those states themselves and not upon the manner in which the system may pass from one state to the other.
quote by Rudolf Arnheim
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