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Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.

Omar Khayyam

The Revelations of Devout and Learn’d Who rose before us, and as Prophets burn’d, Are all but Stories, which, awoke from Sleep They told their comrades, and to Sleep return’d.
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Atheist Rose Sleep Story Wake Up
To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.
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Belief Freedom Religion Thinking
And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling cooped we live and die, Lift not your hands to It for help-for it As impotently moves as you or I
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Death Hands Help Live Move On Perspective Sky Yourself
Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
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Drink Reason Yourself
A drink is shorter than a tale.
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Drink One Liner Story
Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.
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Future Myself Time
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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Angry Avoid Feeling Forever Grief Hope Hurt Pain Yourself
So when that Angel of the darker Drink, at last shall find you by the river-brink, And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul forth to your Lips to quaff-you shall not shrink.
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Angel Darkness Lips River Soul Yourself
I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
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Buy Myself Price Wonderful
Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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Born Death Future Past Present
I can’t reveal the mystery to either saint or sinner; I can’t state at length what I’ve said curtly; I achieve an altered state that I can’t explain; I have a secret that I cannot share.
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Achievement Explanation Myself Mystery Reveal Saint Secret Sin
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss’d Of the Two Worlds so wisely – they are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn Are scattered, and their mouths are stopped with Dust.
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Fools Saint Stop World
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?
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Enjoyment Heart Light Love Moon Sad Yourself
The rose that once has bloomed forever dies.
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Bloom Death Rose
For in and out, above, about, below, ‘Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show, Played in a Box whose Candle is the Sun, Round which we Phantom Figures come and go.
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Magic Perspective Play Shadow Sun World
Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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Friendship Life People Time Wake Up
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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Food Goodness Men Taste Wine
The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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Solitude Soul Thinking
When you are so full of sorrow that you can’t walk, can’t cry anymore, think about the green foliage that sparkles after the rain. When the daylight exhausts you, when you hope a final night will cover the world, think about the awakening of a young child.
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Children Cry Hope Night Rain Thinking Walk World Young
I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Blessing Death Grief Hide Love Myself Preparation
Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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Better Fruit Pleasure Sadness
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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Day Destination Himself Life Night Thinking
My friend, let’s not think of tomorrow, but let’s enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
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Enjoyment Friendship Life Love Moments Sexy Thinking
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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End Game Grave Leaving Life Pieces Truth
You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
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Bed Brave Daughter Friendship Husband Marriage Reason Yourself
When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
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Decision Myself Past Present Understand
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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Earth Fate Human Road Rose Travel

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