He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
OMAR KHAYYAMWe are in truth but pieces on this chess board of life, which in the end we leave, only to drop one by one into the grave of nothingness.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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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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Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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I can’t reveal the mystery to either saint or sinner; I can’t state at length what I’ve said curtly; I achieve an altered state that I can’t explain; I have a secret that I cannot share.
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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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To-day is thine to spend, but not to-morrow; Counting on morrows breedeth bankrupt sorrow: O squander not this breath that Heaven hath lent thee; Make not too sure another breath to borrow.
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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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Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
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You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
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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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Myself 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.
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Indeed the Idols I have loved so long, have done my credit in this World much wrong; have drowned my Glory in a shallow Cup, and sold my Reputation for a Song.
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Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
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Living Life Tomorrow’s fate, though thou be wise, Thou canst not tell nor yet surmise; Pass, therefore, not today in vain, For it will never come again.
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