There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
OMAR KHAYYAMThe 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.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring The Winter Garment of Repentance fling: The Bird of Time has but a little way To fly-and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
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I have not asked for life. But I try to accept whatever life brings without surprise. And I shall depart again without having questioned anyone about my strange stay here on earth.
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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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The secret must be kept from all non-people. The mystery must be hidden from all idiots.
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By Fate full many a heart has been undone, And many a sprightly rose made woe-begone; Plume thee not on thy lusty youth and strength: Full many a bud is blasted ere its bloom.
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If I don’t enjoy myself now, when shall I?
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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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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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The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
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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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To friends and eke to foes true kindness show; No kindly heart unkindly deeds will do; Harshness will alienate a bosom friend. And kindness reconcile a deadly foe.
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Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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