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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.

Omar Khayyam

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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Blessing Death Grief Hide Love Myself Preparation
Wake! For the Sun, who scatter’d into flight The Stars before him from the Field of Night, Drives Night along with them from Heav’n, and strikes The Sultan’s Turret with a Shaft of Light.
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Himself Light Night Stars Sun Wake Up
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
Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
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Drink Reason Yourself
The secret must be kept from all non-people. The mystery must be hidden from all idiots.
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Hide Mystery People Secret Stupidity
It’s too bad if a heart lacks fire, and is deprived of the light of a heart ablaze. The day on which you are without passionate love is the most wasted day of your life.
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Bad Fire Heart Life Light Love Passionate Wasted Time Yourself
But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
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Game Help Night Oneself Pieces Play
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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Book Food Freedom Happiness Lonely Myself Place Satisfaction Wine
Algebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
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Book Element Mathematics
Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
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Rose Spring Youth
He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
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Enemy Friendship Himself Oneself
I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Blessing Death Grief Hide Love Myself Preparation
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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Glory Love Reputation Song Wisdom World Wrong
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
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Life Myself Water Wind

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