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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

Don’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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Believe Happiness Loss Present Trust Wisdom 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
When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Decision Myself Past Present Understand
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
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
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Death Flower Forever
Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Creation Morning Reading Writing
Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Friendship Life People Time Wake Up
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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Achievement Explanation Myself Mystery Reveal Saint Secret Sin
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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Life Myself Water Wind
The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Believe Best Book One Liner Religious
Algebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
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Book Element Mathematics
As 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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Angry Avoid Feeling Forever Grief Hope Hurt Pain Yourself
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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Breathe Heaven Sorrow
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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Angel Darkness Lips River Soul Yourself
Here’s to the man Who owns the land That bears the grapes That makes the wine That tastes as good As this does.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Food Goodness Men Taste Wine
Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Bloom Garden Heaven Love Rose

I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.

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