Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
OMAR KHAYYAMAs 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.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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Men talk of heaven, – there is no heaven but here; Men talk of hell, – there is no hell but here; Men of hereafters talk and future lives, – O love, there is no other life – but here.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
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My friend, let’s not think of tomorrow, but let’s enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
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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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Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
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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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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.
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You’ve seen the world, and all you’ve seen is nothing; and everything, as well, that you have said and heard is nothing. You’ve sprinted everywhere between here and the horizon; it is nothing. And all the possessions you’ve treasured up at home are nothing.
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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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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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The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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