The value of three things is justly appreciated by all classes of men: youth, by the old; health, by the diseased; and wealth, by the needy.
OMAR KHAYYAMIndeed the Idols I have loved so long, have done my credit in this World much wrong; have drowned my Glory in a shallow Cup, and sold my Reputation for a Song.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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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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Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!
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Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
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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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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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Why ponder thus the future to foresee, and jade thy brain to vain perplexity? Cast off thy care, leave Allah’s plans to him – He formed them all without consulting thee.
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Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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In monasteries, seminaries, retreats and synagogues, they fear hell and seek paradise. Those who know the mysteries of God never let that seed be planted in their souls.
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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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Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
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He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
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If I don’t enjoy myself now, when shall I?
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Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
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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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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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