Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
OMAR KHAYYAMTo-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.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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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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Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
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Oh Thou, who Man of baser Earth didst make, And ev’n with Paradise devise the snake; For all the Sin wherewith the Face of Man Is blackened – Man’s forgiveness give and take!
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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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This body is a tent which for a space Does the pure soul with kingly presence grace; When he departs, comes the tent-pitcher, Death, Strikes it, and moves to a new halting-place.
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You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
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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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Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
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The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
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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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Here’s to the man Who owns the land That bears the grapes That makes the wine That tastes as good As this does.
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Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
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Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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Give me a flagon of red wine, a book of verses, a loaf of bread, and a little idleness. If with such store I might sit by thy dear side in some lonely place, I should deem myself happier than a king in his kingdom.
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