Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
OMAR KHAYYAMThe wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there be, doth dwell.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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Drink wine. This is life eternal. This is all that youth will give you. It is the season for wine, roses and drunken friends. Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!
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He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
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When you are so full of sorrow that you can’t walk, can’t cry anymore, think about the green foliage that sparkles after the rain. When the daylight exhausts you, when you hope a final night will cover the world, think about the awakening of a young child.
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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.
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Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
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A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
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As far as you can avoid it, do not give grief to anyone. Never inflict your rage on another. If you hope for eternal rest, feel the pain yourself; but don’t hurt others.
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Up from Earth’s Centre through the Seventh Gate rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate; And many a Knot unravel’d by the Road; But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.
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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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Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
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