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.
OMAR KHAYYAMSo I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of Love.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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If I don’t enjoy myself now, when shall I?
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Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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So I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of 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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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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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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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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I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
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Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!
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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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Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
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Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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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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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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My friend, let’s not think of tomorrow, but let’s enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
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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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To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.
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There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
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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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Myself when young did eagerly frequent doctor and saint, and heard great argument about it and about: but evermore came out by the same door as in I went.
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Algebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
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You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
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