This clay, so strong of heart, of sense so fine, Surely such clay is more than half divine–‘Tis only fools speak evil of the clay, The very stars are made of clay like mine.
OMAR KHAYYAMBy 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.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
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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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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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Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
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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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Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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And this I know; whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite, One flash of it within the Tavern caught Better than in the temple lost outright.
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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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Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
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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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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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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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To wisely live your life, you don’t need to know much just remember two main rules for the beginning: You better starve, than eat whatever And better be alone, than with whoever.
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