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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.

Omar Khayyam

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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Burn Death Eyes Flame Heart Love Sacrifice
Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!
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Death Lying Sing
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
A hair divides what is false and true.
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Fake Hairs True Truth
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
Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
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Deep Happiness Life Moments Yourself
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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

End Game Grave Leaving Life Pieces Truth
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.
OMAR KHAYYAM

Darkness Death Fear Fly Life Mortal Philoosphy Spirit Thinking
We are thinking about bad only those who are worse than we are, and those who are better than us … I’m just not up to us … One does not follow it than smell roses. Another of the bitter herbs will produce honey. Give bread to one – will remember forever. Another life donation – do not understand.
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Bad Better Forever Life Remember Rose Thinking Understand Worst
Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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Friendship Life People Time Wake Up
Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
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Bloom Garden Heaven Love Rose
Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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Born Death Future Past Present
Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
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Better Fruit Pleasure Sadness
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
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
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

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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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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