Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!
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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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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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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Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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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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The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on.
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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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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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Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
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To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.
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A hair divides what is false and true.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring The Winter Garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To fly-and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
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The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
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A drink is shorter than a tale.
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