Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
OMAR KHAYYAMMen talk of heaven, – there is no heaven but here; Men talk of hell, – there is no hell but here; Men of hereafters talk and future lives, – O love, there is no other life – but here.
More Omar Khayyam Quotes
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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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Living Life Tomorrow’s fate, though thou be wise, Thou canst not tell nor yet surmise; Pass, therefore, not today in vain, For it will never come again.
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The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
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Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
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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.
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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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So when that Angel of the darker Drink, at last shall find you by the river-brink, And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul forth to your Lips to quaff-you shall not shrink.
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A hair divides what is false and true.
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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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Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life’s Liquor in its Cup be dry.
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I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
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To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.
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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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Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
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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.
OMAR KHAYYAM