How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If you are not in love, how can you enjoy the blinding light of the sun, the soft light of the moon?
OMAR KHAYYAMHe who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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We are thinking about bad only those who are worse than we are, and those who are better than us … I’m just not up to us … One does not follow it than smell roses. Another of the bitter herbs will produce honey. Give bread to one – will remember forever. Another life donation – do not understand.
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Living Life Tomorrow’s fate, though thou be wise, Thou canst not tell nor yet surmise; Pass, therefore, not today in vain, For it will never come again.
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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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He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
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Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
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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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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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The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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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.
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A drink is shorter than a tale.
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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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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
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Indeed 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.
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Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
OMAR KHAYYAM