There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
OMAR KHAYYAMThere was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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Justice is the soul of the universe.
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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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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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I sent my Soul through the Invisible, Some letter of that After-life to spell: And by and by my Soul return’d to me, And answer’d: ‘I Myself am Heav’n and Hell.
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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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Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
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Hearts are like tapers, which at beauteous eyes Kindle a flame of love that never dies; And beauty is a flame, where hearts, like moths, Offer themselves a burning sacrifice.
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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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The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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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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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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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.
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Drink wine. This is life eternal. This is all that youth will give you. It is the season for wine, roses and drunken friends. Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
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The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on.
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Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
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