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Don't trust to passed and coming day. Believe in now - and be happy today. Omar Khayyam. Wisdom, Believe, Loss. 701 Copy quote. To wisely live your life, you don't need to know much. Just rememeber two main rules for the beginning: You better starve, than eat whatever. And better be alone, than with whoever.
Omar Khayyam Love , Sexy , Thinking 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.
Will make a cup, bowl, one day a jar. When once you hear the roses are in bloom, Then is the time, my love, to pour the wine; Houris and palaces and Heaven and Hell-. These are but fairy-tales, forget them all. Omar Khayyam. Atheist, Prayer, Wine. The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there be, doth dwell.
Daughter, Mother, House. Omar Khayyam, “The Rubaiyat Of Omar Khayyam”. 30 Copy quote. The Revelations of Devout and Learn'd Who rose before us, and as Prophets burn'd, Are all but Stories, which, awoke from Sleep They told their comrades, and to Sleep return'd. Omar Khayyam. Sleep, Rose, Atheism.
Omar Khayyam Quotes About Wisdom. And better be alone, than with whoever. Believe in now - and be happy today. 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. Indeed the Idols I have loved so long, have done my credit in this World much ...
25 Copy quote. To friends and eke to foes true kindness show; No kindly heart unkindly deeds will do; Harshness will alienate a bosom friend. And kindness reconcile a deadly foe. Omar Khayyam. Kindness, Heart, Deeds. Omar Khayyam (1882). “The Quatrains of Omar Khayyám”. 41 Copy quote.
To-day is thine to spend, but not to-morrow; Counting on morrows breedeth bankrupt sorrow: O squander not this breath that Heaven hath lent thee; Make not too sure another breath to borrow. Omar Khayyam. Heaven, Sorrow, Morrow. Omar Khayyam (1882). “The Quatrains of Omar Khayyám”.
Omar Khayyam (1882). “The Quatrains of Omar Khayyám” Old Khayyám, say you, is a debauchee;If only you were half so good as he!He sins no sins but gentle drunkenness,Great-hearted mirth, and kind adultery.But yours the cold heart, and the murderous tongue,The wintry soul that hates to hear a song,The close-shut fist, the mean and measuring eye,And all the little poisoned ways of wrong.
Omar Khayyam, Edward FitzGerald, Christopher Decker (1997). “Edward FitzGerald, Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám: A Critical Edition”, p.122, University of Virginia Press 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.
Will make a cup, bowl, one day a jar. When once you hear the roses are in bloom, Then is the time, my love, to pour the wine; Houris and palaces and Heaven and Hell-. These are but fairy-tales, forget them all. Omar Khayyam. Atheist, Prayer, Wine. In monasteries, seminaries, retreats and synagogues, they fear hell and seek paradise.
