Heaven has not learned of my arrival, and my departure will not in the least diminish it beauty and grandeur. I will sleep underground, for us ephemeral mortals, the only eternity is the moment and drinking to the moment is better than weeping for it.
OMAR KHAYYAMI 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.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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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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The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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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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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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Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
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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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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.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
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The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
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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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Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
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Hearts are like tapers, which at beauteous eyes Kindle a flame of love that never dies; And beauty is a flame, where hearts, like moths, Offer themselves a burning sacrifice.
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You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.
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