Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose portals are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp Abode his destin'd Hour and went his way. — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
“Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose Doorways are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp Abode his Hour or two, and went his way.” — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
“The secrets eternal neither you know nor I And answers to the riddle neither you know nor I Behind the veil there is much… — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
“And do you think that unto such as you A maggot-minded, starved, fanatic crew God gave a secret, and denied it me? Well, well—what… — Omar Khayyâm Copy Share Image
How much more of the mosque, of prayer and fasting? Better go drunk and begging round the taverns. Khayyam, drink wine, for soon this… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
“It is a shame for anyone to be well-known for righteousness. It is a great disgrace to feel distress at the injustice of the… — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
“Why do you sell your wine, merchant? What can they give you in exchange for your wine? Money? … And what can money give… — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
“Why, if the Soul can fling the Dust aside, And naked on the Air of Heaven ride, Is it not a Shame--is it not… — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
Don't cry upon you losses Don't mesure today with tommorows Don't trust to passed and coming day Believe in now - and be happy… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
In monasteries, seminaries, retreats and synagogues, they fear hell and seek paradise. Those who know the mysteries of God never let that seed be… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
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… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
“When your soul and mine have left our bodies and we are burried alongside each other, a Potter may one day mould the dust… — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
How sad, a heart that does not know how to love, that does not know what it is to be drunk with love. If… — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum! — Omar Khayyam Copy Share Image
