The rose that once has bloomed forever dies.
OMAR KHAYYAMThe 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.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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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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Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
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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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Justice is the soul of the universe.
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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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Up from Earth’s Centre through the Seventh Gate rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate; And many a Knot unravel’d by the Road; But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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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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Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.
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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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Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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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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We are in truth but pieces on this chess board of life, which in the end we leave, only to drop one by one into the grave of nothingness.
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