Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
OMAR KHAYYAMDon’t cry upon your losses Don’t measure today with tomorows Don’t trust to be passed and coming day believe in now – and be happy today.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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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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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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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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Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
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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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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
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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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If I don’t enjoy myself now, when shall I?
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The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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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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When you are so full of sorrow that you can’t walk, can’t cry anymore, think about the green foliage that sparkles after the rain. When the daylight exhausts you, when you hope a final night will cover the world, think about the awakening of a young child.
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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
OMAR KHAYYAM