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Tomorrow! – Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday’s sev’n thousand years.

Omar Khayyam

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
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
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
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Distance Money
You’ve seen the world, and all you’ve seen is nothing; and everything, as well, that you have said and heard is nothing. You’ve sprinted everywhere between here and the horizon; it is nothing. And all the possessions you’ve treasured up at home are nothing.
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Gift Home Nature See World Yourself
Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
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Alcohol Drink Travel Yourself
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
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Death Flower Forever
Why, all the Saints and Sages who discuss’d Of the Two Worlds so wisely – they are thrust Like foolish Prophets forth; their Words to Scorn Are scattered, and their mouths are stopped with Dust.
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Fools Saint Stop World
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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Life Myself Water Wind
My friend, let’s not think of tomorrow, but let’s enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
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Enjoyment Friendship Life Love Moments Sexy Thinking
Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!
OMAR KHAYYAM

Brave Distance Music War
Ah Love! could you and I with him conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire Would we not shatter it to bits-and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart’s Desire?
OMAR KHAYYAM

Desire Heart Life Love Sorry World
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it.
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Fingers Move On Tears Writing
Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!
OMAR KHAYYAM

Death Lying Sing
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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Alone Beginning Better Food Life Need Remember Rule Starve Wisdom Worth Yourself
He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
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Enemy Friendship Himself Oneself
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

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