There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
OMAR KHAYYAMDrink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
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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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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Into this universe, and why not knowing Nor whence, like water willy-nilly flowing; And out of it, as wind along the wate, I know not whither, willy-nilly blowing.
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You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
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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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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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Justice is the soul of the universe.
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If I don’t enjoy myself now, when shall I?
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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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The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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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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Give me a flagon of red wine, a book of verses, a loaf of bread, and a little idleness. If with such store I might sit by thy dear side in some lonely place, I should deem myself happier than a king in his kingdom.
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Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
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Oh Thou, who Man of baser Earth didst make, And ev’n with Paradise devise the snake; For all the Sin wherewith the Face of Man Is blackened – Man’s forgiveness give and take!
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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