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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.

Omar Khayyam

Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
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Distance Money
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
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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Death Enemy Friendship Heart Kindness
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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Life Myself Water Wind
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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Book Care Love Myself Poet Writing
There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
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Door Key Myself See
This body is a tent which for a space Does the pure soul with kingly presence grace; When he departs, comes the tent-pitcher, Death, Strikes it, and moves to a new halting-place.
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Body Grave Place Presence Pure Soul Space
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
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
Justice is the soul of the universe.
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Deep Justice One Liner Soul Universe
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
The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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Solitude Soul Thinking
Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
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Drink Reason Yourself
Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.
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Darkness Death Fear Fly Life Mortal Philoosphy Spirit Thinking
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
Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
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Deep Fire Heaven Hell Shadow Soul Vision
Why ponder thus the future to foresee, and jade thy brain to vain perplexity? Cast off thy care, leave Allah’s plans to him – He formed them all without consulting thee.
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Care Future God Himself Planning
Living Life Tomorrow’s fate, though thou be wise, Thou canst not tell nor yet surmise; Pass, therefore, not today in vain, For it will never come again.
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Fate Life Live Wisdom
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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Heaven Hell Life Myself Soul
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
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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Fire Spiritual Spring Time Wings Winter
Don’t cry upon your losses Don’t measure today with tomorows Don’t trust to be passed and coming day believe in now – and be happy today.
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Believe Happiness Loss Present Trust Wisdom Yourself
Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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Fear Future Love Past Regret Relationship Wine
Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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Better Fruit Pleasure Sadness
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 how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
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Death Philosophy Return Stay Yourself
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Life Myself Water Wind

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