But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
OMAR KHAYYAMBut helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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If I don’t enjoy myself now, when shall I?
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A drink is shorter than a tale.
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Drink wine. This is life eternal. This is all that youth will give you. It is the season for wine, roses and drunken friends. Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
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The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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Justice is the soul of the universe.
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I hide my distress, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die. Wine! Wine, roses, music and your indifference to my sadness, my loved-one!
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To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
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To friends and eke to foes true kindness show; No kindly heart unkindly deeds will do; Harshness will alienate a bosom friend. And kindness reconcile a deadly foe.
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Don’t cry upon your losses Don’t measure today with tomorows Don’t trust to be passed and coming day believe in now – and be happy today.
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Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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The value of three things is justly appreciated by all classes of men: youth, by the old; health, by the diseased; and wealth, by the needy.
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It’s too bad if a heart lacks fire, and is deprived of the light of a heart ablaze. The day on which you are without passionate love is the most wasted day of your life.
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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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