Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!
OMAR KHAYYAMYou know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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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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The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
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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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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.
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The secret must be kept from all non-people. The mystery must be hidden from all idiots.
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To wisely live your life, you don’t need to know much just remember two main rules for the beginning: You better starve, than eat whatever And better be alone, than with whoever.
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I have not asked for life. But I try to accept whatever life brings without surprise. And I shall depart again without having questioned anyone about my strange stay here on earth.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Algebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
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Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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