As far as you can avoid it, do not give grief to anyone. Never inflict your rage on another. If you hope for eternal rest, feel the pain yourself; but don’t hurt others.
OMAR KHAYYAMMyself when young did eagerly frequent doctor and saint, and heard great argument about it and about: but evermore came out by the same door as in I went.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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So when that Angel of the darker Drink, at last shall find you by the river-brink, And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul forth to your Lips to quaff-you shall not shrink.
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The secret must be kept from all non-people. The mystery must be hidden from all idiots.
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And this I know; whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite, One flash of it within the Tavern caught Better than in the temple lost outright.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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Give me a flagon of red wine, a book of verses, a loaf of bread, and a little idleness. If with such store I might sit by thy dear side in some lonely place, I should deem myself happier than a king in his kingdom.
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So I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of Love.
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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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Into this universe, and why not knowing Nor whence, like water willy-nilly flowing; And out of it, as wind along the wate, I know not whither, willy-nilly blowing.
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Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
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I have not asked for life. But I try to accept whatever life brings without surprise. And I shall depart again without having questioned anyone about my strange stay here on earth.
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A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
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Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
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I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
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Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
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When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
OMAR KHAYYAM