Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss’d Of the Two Worlds so wisely – they are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn Are scattered, and their mouths are stopped with Dust.
OMAR KHAYYAMAlgebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
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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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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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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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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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A hair divides what is false and true.
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The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
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A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
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The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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Ah Love! could you and I with him conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire Would we not shatter it to bits-and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart’s Desire?
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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.
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My friend, let’s not think of tomorrow, but let’s enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
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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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Wake! For the Sun, who scatter’d into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with them from Heav’n, and strikes The Sultan’s Turret with a Shaft of Light.
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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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