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You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.

Omar Khayyam

But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
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Game Help Night Oneself Pieces Play
The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
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Morning Stars Start
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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Earth Fate Human Road Rose Travel
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
To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.
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Belief Freedom Religion Thinking
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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Drink Forever Friendship Happiness Life Moments Rose Season Youth
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
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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Darkness Death Fear Fly Life Mortal Philoosphy Spirit Thinking
I hide my distress, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die. Wine! Wine, roses, music and your indifference to my sadness, my loved-one!
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Blessing Hide Music Myself Preparation Rose Sadness Wine
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
A hair divides what is false and true.
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Fake Hairs True Truth
It’s too bad if a heart lacks fire, and is deprived of the light of a heart ablaze. The day on which you are without passionate love is the most wasted day of your life.
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Bad Fire Heart Life Light Love Passionate Wasted Time Yourself
And that inverted Bowl they call the Sky, Whereunder crawling cooped we live and die, Lift not your hands to It for help-for it As impotently moves as you or I
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Death Hands Help Live Move On Perspective Sky Yourself
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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Important Man Money Need Old Value Wealth Worth Youth
Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!
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Brave Distance Music War
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

Book Food Freedom Happiness Lonely Myself Place Satisfaction Wine

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