Best Omar Khayyam Quotes
- I hide my distress, just likethe blessed birds hide themselveswhen they are preparing to die. Wine! Wine, roses, music and yourindifference to my sadness, my… Bird
- The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on. Finger
- The Flower that once has blown forever dies. Blown
- Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End! Death
- If I don't enjoy myself now, when shall I? Enjoy
- 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… Bowl
- The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste! Caravan
- Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit. Better
- Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum! Ah
- For in and out, above, about, below, 'Tis nothing but a Magic Shadow-show, Played in a Box whose Candle is the Sun, Round which we… Box
- Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close! Alas
- And this I know; whether the one True Light Kindle to Love, or Wrath consume me quite, One flash of it within the Tavern caught… Better
- Tomorrow! - Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday's sev'n thousand years. Thousand
- The Grape that can with Logic absolute The Two-and-Seventy jarring Sects confute: The sovereign Alchemist that in a trice Life's leaden metal into Gold transmute. Absolute
- Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life. Deep Life
- The moving finger writes, and having written moves on. Nor all thy piety nor all thy wit, can cancel half a line of it. All
- A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou. Bread
- When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back. Carpe Diem
- 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… Canst
- Myself when young did eagerly frequent doctor and saint, and heard great argument about it and about: but evermore came out by the same door… Argument
- There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see. Door
- The thoughtful soul to solitude retires. Retires
- You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and… Barren
- I came like Water, and like Wind I go. Came
- Drink! for you know not whence you came nor why: drink! for you know not why you go, nor where. Came