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We 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.

Omar Khayyam

Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
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Rose Spring Youth
The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
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Believe Best Book One Liner Religious
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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Light Lost Love Quite Temple True
I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Blessing Death Grief Hide Love Myself Preparation
Here’s to the man Who owns the land That bears the grapes That makes the wine That tastes as good As this does.
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Food Goodness Men Taste Wine
How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon?
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Enjoyment Heart Light Love Moon Sad Yourself
Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Deep Fire Heaven Hell Shadow Soul Vision
Think, in this batter’d Caravanserai Whose portals are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp Abode his destin’d Hour and went his way.
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Day Destination Himself Life Night Thinking
I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return’d to me, And answer’d: ‘I Myself am Heav’n and Hell.
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Heaven Hell Life Myself Soul
Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
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Alcohol Drink Travel Yourself
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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Glory Love Reputation Song Wisdom World Wrong
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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Breathe Heaven Sorrow
Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
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Deep Happiness Life Moments Yourself
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
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Company Food Relationship Yourself
This clay, so strong of heart, of sense so fine, Surely such clay is more than half divine–‘Tis only fools speak evil of the clay, The very stars are made of clay like mine.
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Divine Fools Heart Stars Strong Talk
Wake! For the Sun, who scatter’d into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with them from Heav’n, and strikes The Sultan’s Turret with a Shaft of Light.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Himself Light Night Stars Sun Wake Up

We 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.

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