Omar Khayyám Quotes

Oh, come with old Khayyàm, and leave the Wise
To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies;
One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies;
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.

I sometimes think that never blows so red
The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled;
That every Hyacinth the Garden wears
Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head.

When you have planted
the rose of Love into your heart
your life has not been in vain.

To all of us the thought of heaven is dear — -
Why not be sure of it and make it here?
No doubt there is a heaven yonder too,
But 'tis so far away — - and you are near.

الدرع لاتمنع سهم الأجل
والمال لايدفعه أن نزل
وكل مافي عيشنا زائل
لاشئ يبقى غير طيب العمل

The rose that once has bloomed forever dies.

خیام اگر ز باده مستی خوش باش
با ماه رخی اگر نشستی خوش باش
چون عاقبت هستی ما نیستی است
انگار که نیستی چون هستی خوش باش

From the house of unbelief
to true religion
is a single breath;
From the world of doubt
to certainty
is a single breath;
Enjoy this precious single breath,
for the harvest
of our whole lives
is that same one breath.

Don't pursue happiness!
Life is as short as a sigh.
The dust of people that were once famous
turn with the reddish clay on the wheel you are
looking at. The universe is a fata morgana;
life is a dream.

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.

يا من يحار الفهم فى قدرتك
وتطلب النفس حمى طاعتك
أسكرنى الإثم ولكننى
صحوت بالآمال فى رحمتك

قومی متفکرند اندر ره دین
قومی به گمان فتاده در راه یقین
می ترسم از آنکه بانگ آید روزی
کای بی خبران راه نه آن است و نه این

Tis but a day we sojourn here below,
And all the gain we get is grief and woe,
Then, leaving our life's riddles all unsolved,
And burdened with regrets, we have to go.

الجنة و النار هما في ذات نفسك

Yesterday This Day's Madness did prepare;
To-morrow's Silence, Triumph, or Despair:
Drink! for you know not whence you came, nor why:
Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.