Omar Khayyam where. Omar Khayyam's wisest quotes about life and love

Omar Khayyam devoted himself to the study of life itself. He did a lot scientific work in such areas as mathematics, astronomy, medicine, philosophy, but the world is most remembered as a poet, author of the rubaiyat quatrains. Unfortunately, during the life of Khayyam, his extraordinary mind was not appreciated. He was remembered only in the 19th century, when world fame came to him.

In his rubai, Khayyam raises questions about the meaning of life, chastity, happiness, love, friendship and, of course, about his favorite drink -.

About life

- 1 -

Do not envy the one who is strong and rich. Dawn is always followed by sunset. With this life, short, equal to a sigh, treat it like it was given to you for rent.

- 2 -

Who is beaten by life, he will achieve more. A pood of salt who has eaten appreciates honey more. Who shed tears, he sincerely laughs. Who died, he knows that he lives!

- 3 -

"Hell and heaven are in heaven," say the bigots. Looking into myself, I was convinced of the lie: hell and paradise are not circles in the palace of the universe, hell and paradise are two halves of the soul.

- 4 -

Everything is bought and sold, and life frankly laughs at us. We are indignant, we are indignant, but we are sold and bought.

- 5 -

Do not mourn, mortal, yesterday's losses, do not measure today's deeds by tomorrow's measure. Do not believe in the past or the future. Believe the current minute - be happy now!

About love

- 6 -

Yes, in a woman, as in a book, there is wisdom. Only the literate can understand its great meaning. And do not be angry with the book, if, ignorant, did not manage to read it.

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In one hand are flowers, in the other - a permanent glass, feast with your beloved, forgetting about the whole Universe, until a tornado of death suddenly plucks from you, like rose petals, the shirt of mortal life.

- 8 -

Who is ugly, who is handsome - does not know passion. A madman in love agrees to go to hell. It makes no difference to those in love what to wear, what to lay on the ground, what to put under your head.

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Whose heart does not burn with passionate love for the dear, without consolation, drags out his sad life. Days spent without the joys of love I consider it an unnecessary and hateful burden.

- 10 -

To love and be loved is happiness. You protect from simple bad weather. And taking the reins of love together eagerly in your hands, never let go, even living apart ...

About wine

- 11 -

They say that drunkards will go to hell. All nonsense! If the drinkers were sent to hell, and all the woman lovers there after them, empty as a palm, your Garden of Eden would become.

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Heart! Let the cunning, conspiring at the same time, condemn the wine, they say, it is harmful. If you want to wash your soul and body, listen to poetry more often while drinking wine.

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A blooming garden, a girlfriend and a bowl of wine - this is my paradise. I don't want to end up in something else. Yes, no one has seen heavenly paradise! So let's take comfort in earthly things for the time being.

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But wine teaches the same wisdom, on each cup there is a life prescription: “Close your lips - and you will see the bottom!”

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Wine is forbidden, but there are four buts: depending on who, with whom, when and in moderation, drinks wine. Subject to these four conditions, wine is permitted to all sane people.

Quotes and Aphorisms 16.09.2017

Dear readers, today I invite you to a philosophical conversation. After all, we will talk about the statements of the famous poet and philosopher Omar Khayyam. The poet is considered one of the greatest minds and philosophers of the East. Composing aphorisms about life with meaning, Omar Khayyam wrote short quatrains - rubai. It is interesting, however, that during his lifetime he was much more known as an astronomer and mathematician.

Until the Victorian era, it was known only in the East. Because of the breadth of perspective for a long time Khayyam the poet and Khayyam the scientist were considered different people. The collection of quatrains, Rubayat, was published after the death of the author. Europeans read rubyat in the translation of the English naturalist and poet Edward Fitzgerald. According to writers, the collection of Khayam's poems includes more than 5,000 works. Historians are cautious: experts say that Khayyam wrote only 300 to 500 poems.

The philosopher subtly felt life and accurately described the characters of people. He noted the peculiarities of behavior in different situations. Despite the fact that he lived many years ago, Khayyam's sayings and thoughts are still relevant, and many statements have become famous aphorisms.

And now I invite you dear readers, get a subtle pleasure from the poetic wisdom and wit of aphorisms and quotes of the great thinker Omar Khayyam.

Quotes and aphorisms of Omar Khayyam about love

The poet could not pass by eternal theme relations between men and women. Sincerely and simply, he writes:

Days spent without the joys of love
I consider it an unnecessary and hateful burden.

But Khayyam's idealism is alien. Throwing love describes a few lines:

How often, making mistakes in life, we lose those we value.
Trying to please strangers, sometimes we run from our neighbor.
We lift up those who are not worth us, but we betray the most faithful.
Who loves us so much, we offend, and we ourselves are waiting for an apology.

The poet also thought a lot about how true closeness and love between people is manifested:

Giving yourself is not the same as selling.
And sleeping next to each other does not mean sleeping.
Not to take revenge does not mean to forgive everything.
Not to be near does not mean not to love.

Physical distances meant more in the distant past than they do now. But mental alienation can be the same. The connoisseur of souls about the eternal problem of families, the seduction of husbands, said briefly: "You can seduce a man who has a wife, you can seduce a man who has a mistress, but you cannot seduce a man who has a beloved woman."

However, the philosopher admits:

A weak man is an unfaithful slave of fate,
Exposed, I am a shameless slave!
Especially in love. I myself, I am the first
Always unfaithful and weak to many.

About the ideal female beauty Khayyam wrote on behalf of men:

You, whose appearance is fresher than wheat fields,
You are the mihrab from the heavenly temple mile!
Your mother washed you with ambergris at birth,
Mixing a drop of my blood into the aroma!

Surprisingly, more than ten centuries have passed since these lines were written, and the actions of lovers have not changed much. Perhaps that is why the most witty quotes and aphorisms of Omar Khayyam are still so popular?

Omar Khayyam quotes about the joy of life

During the life of a scientist in Islamic world(within modern borders from Azerbaijan to India) religion in literature imposes severe restrictions on the description of love. For more than thirty years, there has been a strict ban on the mention of alcohol in poetry. But the philosopher seems to be laughing at the imams. Famous verse is disassembled into aphorisms.

We are told that in the bushes of paradise we will embrace marvelous houris,
Blissfully delighting yourself with the purest honey and wine.
So if it is allowed by the Ancients themselves in the holy paradise,
Is it possible in a fleeting world to forget beauties and wine?

However, the notorious Khayyam wine is not so much alcohol as a symbol of the joy of life:

Drink! And into the fire of spring turmoil
Throw away the holey, dark cloak of winter.
The earthly path is not long. And time is a bird.
The bird has wings... You are at the edge of darkness.

Wine is also a way to comprehend the wisdom of ordinary, at first glance, phenomena and images:

Man is the truth of the world, the crown -
Not everyone knows this, but only the sage.
Drink a drop of wine so you don't feel like
That creations are all one sample.

Although the main thing is still the ability to enjoy life:

Do not grieve that your name will be forgotten.
Let the intoxicating drink comfort you.
Before your joints fall apart
Comfort yourself with your beloved by caressing her.

The main feature of the sage's works is integrity without the now fashionable conflict. A person is not only holistic, but also affects the environment:

Only in the sky the dawn will be barely visible,
Draw from the cup the juice of the invaluable vine!
We know: the truth in the mouths of people is bitter, -
So, it means that we must consider wine to be true.

This is the whole of Khayyam - he suggests looking for the meaning of life in its endless manifestations.

Aphorisms of Omar Khayyam about life

This is the essence of philosophers - to constantly think about what is happening around and be able to express it accurately and succinctly. Omar Khayyam expounded a very unusual view:

And the nights turned into days
Before us, oh my dear friend,
And the stars did the same
Your circle is predetermined by fate.
Ah, be quiet! go carefully
On the dust under your feet -
You trample on the ashes of beauties,
Remains of their wondrous eyes.

Khayyam is also wise in his attitude to death and suffering. Like any wise person, he knew that there was no point in regretting the past and that in the constant expectation of a better happiness, too, could not be found.

Do not curse your heavens for suffering.
Look at the graves of your friends without weeping.
Appreciate this fleeting moment.
Don't look at yesterday and tomorrow.

And about a different perception of life, he wrote:

Two people were looking out the same window. One saw rain and mud.
The other is green foliage, spring and blue sky.
Two people were looking out the same window.

And, of course, all the basic laws of the universe were obvious to him, which even now indicate that the best thing in life is to do good:

Do no evil - it will return as a boomerang,
Don't spit in the well - you will drink water,
Do not insult someone who is lower in rank,
And suddenly you have to ask for something.
Don't betray your friends, you can't replace them
And do not lose your loved ones - you will not return,
Don't lie to yourself - time will check,
That you are betraying yourself with this lie.

The philosopher considered labor to be the main thing, and position in society, wealth and social benefits were only transient attributes. Of swagger, he wrote:

Sometimes someone proudly casts glances: “It's me!”
Decorate your outfits with gold: "It's me!"
But only his affairs will go smoothly,
Suddenly, death comes out of the ambush: "It's me!"

In the transience of being, the poet valued humanity, the ability to focus on his tasks:

Do not envy the one who is strong and rich,
Dawn is always followed by sunset.
With this life short, equal to a breath,
Treat like a rental.

Omar Khayyam was able to treat many things with humor:

When I lay my head under the fence,
In the paws of death, like a bird in a pluck, I will please -
I bequeath: make a jug out of me,
Join me in your spree!

Although, like wine, the revelry and joy of the poet cannot be understood only literally. The rubaiyat contains several layers of wisdom.

Reflections on God and Religion

Due to the peculiarities of the worldview of the East at that time, Khayyam could not ignore religion.

God is in the veins of days. All life is His game.
Of mercury it is living silver.
It will shine with the moon, it will turn silver with a fish ...
He is all flexible, and death is His game.

Omar Khayyam has long gone to the understanding of God. God, according to Khayyam, is very different from the Christian trinity of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit.

Instantly He is visible, more often hidden.
We are watching our lives closely.
God spends eternity with our drama!
He composes, puts and looks.

Strictly speaking, only the Holy Spirit is present in Islam from the trinity. According to the Qur'an, Jesus, or rather Isa, is one of the the greatest prophets. Their scientist frankly did not like:

Prophets came to us in droves,
And they promised light to the dark world.
But all of them with their eyes closed
They descended into the darkness one after the other.

Although the philosopher participated in the upbringing of children of noble families, he did not leave theological works after himself. The fact is all the more surprising that for 10 years of work in Bukhara, the scientist published 4 fundamental additions to the geometry of Euclid and 2 works on astronomy. Apparently, theosophy remained outside his interests. His humorous verse speaks of his attitude to the cult of religion:

I enter the mosque. The hour is late and deaf.
I am not in a thirst for a miracle and not with a plea:
Once upon a time I pulled the rug from here,
And he was worn out. We need another...

And here it is already directly, without any humor:

In seventy-two teachings, everything is in a row
There is so much talk about the essence of the Creator!
It would be fine if they chatted nonsense among themselves -
With folding words they fool the people.

Between religion and the light of the active mind of people, the scientist chooses humanity:

For believers, there are ways to two Kaabas:
Either in Mecca, the Kaaba, or in the heart to find.
Like holy places, go from heart to heart
And each of them would be preferred to a hundred Meccas.

Khayyam considered action to be the main way to the heart of people. Moreover, he considered it vital to finish what he started: “A plucked flower must be presented, a poem begun must be completed, and the beloved woman is happy, otherwise it was not worth taking on something that is beyond your power.”

About the attitude to life, the poet wrote:

Do not mourn, mortal, yesterday's losses,
Do not measure today's affairs by tomorrow's yardstick.
Do not believe in the past or the future.
Believe the current minute - be happy now!

Perhaps not all lines resonate in the soul of each of us, but surely most of them. No wonder they are passed from mouth to mouth and constantly quoted. So let our warm selection replenish the treasury of worldly wisdom and once again remind you of the main thing. At least again, about the ability to be happy here and now, in the present, without postponing your happiness for later.

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The famous Middle Eastern sage, known to the general public mainly only for his quatrains, showed his talents in astronomy, mathematics, music and astrology. His interests extended to opposite areas of science, from the humanities to techies.

Brief biography of Omar Khayyam...

Giyasaddin Abu-l-Fath Omar ibn Ibrahim al-Khayyam Nishapuri- this is the full name of the world-famous quatrains (rubai) Omar Khayyam. However, in addition to quatrains, he also built a classification of cubic equations in algebra and gave their solutions using conic sections. In Iran, he is known for creating a calendar more accurate than the European one, which has been officially used since the 11th century.

Omar Khayyam was born in one of the cultural centers of ancient Iran - the city of Nishapuri. The date of his birth, 05/18/1048, was established quite recently. The years of his wanderings, in which his training took place, took place in different cities of Khorasan and Maverannahr - Nishapuri, Samarkand, Bukhara, Herat. Balkhi, Isfahan. In the Middle East, Omar Khayyam was primarily known as an outstanding scientist. In philosophy, Omar Khayyam considered himself a follower of Ibn Sina (Avicenna). And in general, his life and work is a constant search for truth.

The poetic gifts of the poet - rubaiyat (lyrical-philosophical quatrains) - were united by orientalists-translators in the collection "Rubaiyat", now known all over the world. The fundamentally new thing that Omar Khayyam brought to this traditional genre lies in the scientific and philosophical depth of the quatrain, which in his work is based on a rationalistic worldview basis. The great scientist and philosopher died on December 4, 1131 in the same city where he was born - Nishapur.

Four lines exude poison
When an evil epigram lives in them,
But the wounds of the heart are healed by Rubaiyat
- Quatrains of old Khayyam. S.Ya.Marshak

So...

The goal of the eternal movement of the worlds of the universe is us. In the clear eye of the mind, the instantaneous pupil is we. It looks like a bright ring flying circle of worlds. On this fast ring there is an imperishable pattern - we are.	For the worthy - there are no worthy awards, I put my stomach for a worthy glad. Do you want to know if hellish torments exist? To live among the unworthy is true hell!
The bull holds the Earth from time immemorial, Taurus - above, behind the thickness of the clouds. Look with the eyes of the mind - you will see You are a bunch of donkeys between two bulls.	Close the Koran, look around freely. And think for yourself... Always share the good And do not remember evil. And in order to rise in soul - Bend over to the fallen.
To please God, it is useful to suppress murmurings. To please people, a flattering whisper is useful. I often tried to be cunning and cunning, But every time my fate put my experience to shame.	The prohibition of wine is a law that takes into account Who drinks, and when, and how much, and with whom. When all these conditions are met, Drinking is a sign of wisdom, not vice at all.
In office of great gentlemen There is no joy in life from a lot of worries. But come on: they are full of contempt To all whose souls the worm of acquisitiveness does not gnaw.	I asked the wisest: "What did you extract From your manuscripts?" The wisest said: "Happy is he who is in the arms of a tender beauty At night, far from the wisdom of books!
Like wind in the steppe, like water in a river, The day has passed and it will never come back. Let's live, my friend, real! Regret about the past is not worth the trouble.	A blooming garden, a friend and a bowl of wine - Here is my paradise. I don't want to end up in something else. Yes, no one has seen heavenly paradise! So let's take comfort in earthly things for the time being.
You sing wine on the bank of a running stream,	It is shown not to drink to someone - maybe ... Another - with whom, when and how many bowls to share .. When four conditions are all met, Reasonable men, of course, will drink.
I saw a builder who was building a house, He trampled the clay with his feet and humiliated her. And the clay said to him: "Easy! The hour is near - Your nature will receive the same number of kicks!"	Let me burn for a hundred years in fire, Hell, dreamed in a dream, is not terrible; I am afraid of the chorus of ungrateful ignoramuses. Conversation with them is worse than death to me.
We die once and for all. It is not death that is terrible, but mortal suffering. If this clay lump and a drop of blood Disappear suddenly - no big deal.	Whose heart does not burn with passionate love for the sweet, - Without consolation, he drags out his sad age. Days spent without the joys of love I consider it an unnecessary and hateful burden.
Live, fool! Spend while rich! After all, you yourself are not a precious treasure And do not dream: thieves will not conspire Pull you back from the coffin.	Wine is not only a friend - wine is a sage: With him disagreements, heresies - the end! Wine - alchemist: transforms at once Life lead into golden dust.
Glitter diadem, silk turban - I will give everything - and your power, Sultan, I'll give the saint - with a rosary in addition - For the sounds of the flute and ... another glass!	You have no control over tomorrow today. Your plans will be shattered by sleep tomorrow! You live today if you are not insane. You are not eternal, like everything in this earthly world.
On roses, the sparkle of New Year's dew is beautiful. Beloved - the best creation of the Lord - is beautiful. Should I regret the past, should the wise man scold him? Let's forget yesterday! After all, our today is wonderful.	All who are old and who are young, who now live, One by one they will be led into the darkness. Life is not given forever. How they left before us We will leave; and for us - they will come and go.
Someone wise suggested to me who dozed off: "Wake up, you won't be happy in your sleep. Give up this occupation, like death. After death, Khayyam, you will sleep completely!	For a hundred years I lived without knowing sin, The grace of the Lord is upon me; I want to live on, sinning, - Test his patience.
They say that drunkards will go to hell. All nonsense! If the drinkers were sent to hell Yes, all women lovers go there after them, Empty as a palm, our garden of paradise would become.	What for common happiness to suffer to no avail - It is better to give happiness to someone close. It is better to tie a friend to yourself with kindness, How to free humanity from the fetters.
From the arrows that throw death, we can not find a shield: And with the beggar and with the king, she is equally cool. To live with pleasure, live for pleasure, Everything else - believe me! - just a hassle.	The life-giving spring is hidden in the bud of your lips, Let someone else's cup never touch your lips... The jug that keeps a trace of them, I will drain to the bottom. Wine can replace everything ... Everything except your lips!
O sage! If God gave you a rental Musician, wine, stream and sunset - Do not grow crazy desires in your heart. If all this is - you are immensely rich!	We are only dolls, rock spins us, - Do not doubt the truth of these lines. They will let us tumble and hide In the casket of non-existence, only the term will come out.
Life apart from the intoxicating vine is nothing, Life apart from the melodious string is nothing. No matter how much I delve into things under the moon, Pleasure is everything, the rest is nothing!	Fools consider me a sage. God knows I'm not what they think I am. About myself and about the world I know no more Those fools who diligently read me.
Do not waste yourself, oh friend, on grief, On the stones of hardships, on long-suffering. Not knowing tomorrow, every moment Give away guilt, love and pleasure!	What fate decided to give you It cannot be increased or subtracted. Don't worry about what you don't own And from what is, to become free.
You beware of the treachery of the fleeing skies. You have no friends, and do not know enemies. Don't rely on tomorrow, live today. Try to be yourself for a moment.	O fate! You assert violence in everything yourself. Your oppression is boundless, like the darkness that gave birth to you. You give good to the vile, and sorrow to noble hearts. Or are you incapable of goodness, or have you gone mad?
If the truth in the world is conditional, why destroy the heart, You indulge in sorrow, loving your suffering. Reconcile with what is, O sage. That which is eternal kalam Destined for everyone, won't change for you.	Why accumulate goodness in the desert of being? Who has always lived among us? I didn't see those. After all, life is given to us in debt, and then - for a short period, And what is given in debt is not your property.
In vain do you blame rock for inconstancy; What is not in the loser you, you are unaware. If he were constant in his graces, You could wait your turn until death.	Are you rewarded? Forget it! Days rush by in a row? Forget it! Careless wind, in the eternal book of life Could move the wrong page.

The world is a moment, and I am in it - one moment. How many breaths am I destined to take in a moment? Be cheerful, live! This mortal building is not given to anyone forever.	Egypt, Rome, China keep you under the heel, Be the ruler of the world - your final destiny Nothing will differ from mine: Three cubits of a shroud and an inch of damp earth.
Have some fun! Everything in the world is fleeting, my friend. The spirit will part with the body forever, my friend. These bowls of heads that we wear so proudly They will hop on the pots carelessly, my friend.	Know only people worthy of friendship, Do not know scoundrels, do not shame yourself. If a vile medicine pours you - pour it out! If a wise man gives you poison, take it!
Do not be afraid, friend, today's adversity! Rest assured, time will erase them. There is a minute, give it to fun, And what comes next, let it come!	Since death will not give me mercy anyway - Let the butler give me a cup of wine! Since life is short in this temporary world, Sorrow for a mortal heart is an unnecessary ballast.
Into this world we will hardly get again, We won't find our friends again. Seize the moment! 'Cause it won't happen again How do you not repeat yourself in it.	If you can, do not worry about the running time, Do not burden your soul with the past or the future. Spend your treasures while you're alive After all, all the same, in that world you will appear poor.
Do not furrow your brows because of the blows of fate. The one who is discouraged dies prematurely. Neither you nor I have power over fate. Be wiser to deal with it. More use!	Be joyful, do not be sad in vain, Be right on the wrong path. And if in the end - nothing, drop the pack of worries, To make your path easy to follow.
Friend, two concepts you should confirm: This is more reasonable than arguing, listening, talking! - It's better to eat nothing than to eat anything, It's better to be alone than to be friends with just anyone.	Do not change what the kalam has drawn. We cannot increase our destiny. Do not expose yourself to longing and regrets. From them vain torment to the hearts.
Don't complain! Not forever a vale of sorrows, And there is in centuries the limit of the entire universe. Your ashes will go to bricks and become The wall of the house of future people.	All that you have studied in the world is nothing, All that I heard and said is nothing, And all that the witness was - nothing, Everything that I bought so expensive is nothing.
Life is either sherbet on ice, or else it is the sludge of wine. Mortal flesh in brocade, dressed in rags - All this to the wise man, believe me, it doesn't matter, But it is bitter to realize that life is doomed.	In the abode of two doors, what, mortal, are you enriched by? You, having tormented your heart in torment, are doomed to parting. Only the one who did not come into this world is truly blessed. Blessed is he who is not born at all for life by an earthly mother.
Do not be careless at the crossroads of days And know: fate is worse than a robber. Fate treats you with halva, - Do not eat: deadly poison in her halvah!
How long should I grieve about what has long been decided, And is it good for me to live my life given by fate? Will I exhale this breath or not - and I myself do not know Well, then pour pure wine into this cup for me!	If in our time the mind is both useless and harmful And fate gives all the gifts to the ignorant and unreasonable, Give me the cup that steals my mind; let me get stupid And fate, perhaps, will turn a favorable look on me.
When I was the creator - the lord of the universe, I would overthrow the ancient sky from the base And he created a new one - one under which All good wishes would be fulfilled instantly.	Say: who has not covered himself with sins, You, glorified by good deeds? I do evil, you repay me with evil, - Tell me: what is the difference between us?
You tame greed, live by yourself, Show contempt for the affairs of fate! Your five-day age will rush quickly Indulge in guilt, songs and love!	You, the account leading all earthly affairs, - Among the ignorant, be wise, be dumb, To save eyes, tongue and ears, Pretend here dumb, blind, deaf.
Who we are - Dolls on strings, and our puppeteer is the firmament He leads his performance in a big booth. He is now on the carpet of life will make us jump, And then he will remove one by one into his chest.	You teach: "Faithful in heaven holy Gouris will get drunk with caress and wine" What is the sin now in love and drunkenness, When will we eventually come to that?
Don't share your secrets with people. After all, you do not know which of them is mean. How do you deal with God's creation, Expect the same from yourself and from people.	Why torment yourself and bother, Why wish for too much. What is meant to be will be with us. Nothing less and nothing more we can take.
To those who carry news of the unknown, Who went around the whole world - honor and honor. But do they know more than we do? About the world - about such what it is?	For those to whom the knowledge of secrets is given, Both joy and sadness - is it all the same? But if good and evil pass without a trace, Cry if you want - or drink wine.
A small drop of water merged with a wave of the sea. A small handful of earth mixed with the dust of the earth. What does your coming into this world and what does your leaving mean? Where is all this midge that pushed and rang in the spring?	I'm sick, spiritual illness torments my body, Refusal of wine truly threatens me with death. And it is strange that no matter how much I did not drink medicines and balms - Everything is bad for me! Only one wine does not harm.
Let there be a flaw in our knowledge, deceit in postulates. Full of languishing, we will disperse the fogs of doubt! Let's fill a wide cup with wine, Let's drink and be merry - neither sober nor drunk.	Do not be afraid of the wiles of the running time. Our troubles in the circle of existence are not eternal. Spend the moment given to us in fun, Do not cry about the past, do not fear the future.
According to the book of life, I wondered about fate. The sage, hiding the grief of the soul in himself, Said: "With you - the moon in the night, like a month, long Have fun with her! What else are you looking for?"	In our vile age, any friend is unfaithful. Stay away from the crowd of people. The one on whom you relied in life - Take a better look - the enemy is in front of you.
For a moment, a moment - and life will flash by. Let this moment sparkle with fun! Beware, for life is the essence of creation, As you spend it, so it will pass.	For many years I pondered over earthly life. There is nothing incomprehensible for me under the moon. I know that I don't know anything! - Here is the last truth I discovered
It is known that in the world everything is just vanity of vanities: Be cheerful, do not grieve, there is light on this. What was, is past, what will be - is unknown, - So don't worry about what's not there today.	Throw off the burden of self-interest, oppression of vanity, Evil entangled, break out of these snares. Drink wine and comb your curls dear: The day will pass unnoticed - and life will flash by.

Of all those who have gone on an endless journey Has anyone returned here? So in this old caravanserai, Look, don't forget something.	It is better to fall into poverty, starve or steal, Than to get into the number of despicable dishes. It is better to gnaw bones than to be seduced by sweets At the table of the bastards who have power.
How tired I am of unbearable bigots! Give me wine, saki, and here's what: lay My turban in the tavern and my prayer rug: Not only in words I am the enemy of all these lies.	Think less about the evil of our fate, From morning to evening, do not part with the cup, Sit down to the forbidden daughter of the vine - she More beautiful than his permitted parent.
Where are the hosts who feasted here before us? Where are the roses of the scarlet lips, the daffodils of the eyes? Hurry before the flesh turns to dust As your dust was flesh a hundred times before.	Do not let longing boil in your chest, So that the thought of the violence of fate owned you. You drink wine on the bank of a running stream, Feast until your earth swallows up your body.
Be cheerful in these moments in which you live, Love the moon-faced beauties, whose camp is similar to that of the cypress. As long as you are not here forever, try to become perfect And rejoice if you find perfect friends in the world.	Alas, we are not given many days to be here, To live them without love and without wine is a sin. Do not think, this world is old or young: If we are destined to leave - do we care?
Everything will pass - and the grain of hope will not rise, All that you have accumulated will be lost for a penny. If you do not share in time with a friend - All your property will go to the enemy.	You will be in the company of proud learned donkeys, Try to pretend to be a donkey without words, For everyone who is not an ass, these fools Accused immediately of undermining the foundations.
Since the truth is always out of hand - Do not try to understand the incomprehensible, friend. Take the cup in your hands, stay ignorant, There is no point, believe me, in the study of science.	Everything that is in the world is impermanent, In addition, the flaws in what is, do not count. Consider everything that you do not see to be, And ghostly everything that you see here.
Grieve about what? Is it all the same to me Whether it is given to me to live in need, in the hall. I'll fill the cup! After all, every breath Perhaps it is destined to be the last.	If there is a beauty, wine and changa ringing And the bank over the stream is autumnal with branches, No need for better, let the world be called hell. And if there is Eden, believe me, it is no better!
Since our mind is at a low price, Since only a fool is completely serene - I'll drown the rest of my mind in wine: Maybe fate will smile on me too!	The sheikh shamed the harlot: "You, dissolute, drink, You sell your body to everyone who wants it!" "I," said the harlot, "really am Are you who you say you are to me?"
We fell into this world like a sparrow into a snare. We are full of anxiety, hopes and sorrows. Into this round cage with no doors We got with you not by our own will.	On the day when they saddled the sky steed, When the constellations were given their names, When all our destinies were written in the tablets, - We became submissive. Not our fault.
How gently the breeze kisses the cheeks of the rose! How bright is the face of a friend, and the meadow, and the stream! Don't talk about the past: what's the use of it now? Be happy for real. Look what a day!	From godlessness to God - one moment. From zero to total - one moment. Take care of this precious moment: Life - neither less nor more - one moment!
Alas, the firmament is not favorable! Whatever you want - the opposite is true. The Lord does not bestow what is permitted, Forbidden - and the devil does not give.	Drink boldly, friends! At the hour of joyful pleasures The flute, hymns with potion and laughter will delight us, As for Judgment Day, it doesn't seem to be tomorrow. Perhaps our little sin will be forgotten?...
It is better to drink and caress cheerful beauties, Than to look for salvation in fasting and prayers. If a place in hell is for lovers and drunkards, Then who will you order to admit to paradise?	Do not grieve that your name will be forgotten. Let the intoxicating drink comfort you. Before your joints fall apart - Comfort yourself with your beloved by caressing her.
There are no husbands left to respect, Only wine continues to please me. Don't take your hand off the jug handle, If in old age there is no one to shake hands with.	Fill the ocean with rocks They want saints - a hopeless plan! Frightened by hell, seduced by heaven... And where are the messengers from these distant countries?
Until fate took over us Let's pour wine and drink in a good hour! The starry dome circles inexorably, You look, water - and that will not give a sip.	I came into this world under compulsion, Met with bewilderment every day I And now expelled, never understanding Disappearance of the meaning and purpose of birth.
The circle of heaven blinds us with its brilliance. We see neither the end nor the beginning of it. This circle is inaccessible to our logic, The measure of our mind is immeasurable.	You, whose villainy has no end in sight, On the Day of Judgment, do not rely on the mercy of the creator! God, who forgave those who did not do a good deed, He will not forgive the scoundrel who did evil.
How do you know, friend, what awaits us tomorrow. On a moonlit night, let's forget the day of worries. Drink some wine, it's not once The moon will rise, but it won't find us.	When they snatch an escape without pity, When the body turns to dust forever - Let a jug be made from this ashes And they will fill it with wine: a man will come to life!
Life will fly by like one moment Appreciate her, take pleasure in her. How you spend it - so it will pass, Don't forget: she is your creation.	Have fewer friends these days, simpleton, Be stingy with confessions, do not listen to flattering lies. And look wisely - and you will see immediately: The one you trusted is your traitor, your enemy!
There is no point in constantly bothering yourself, To earn grace here on earth. What you're destined for is what you'll get And no more, no less. And there is nothing to wait!	I am doomed to suffer until the end of my days, You are having more fun every day. Watch out! Do not rely on fate: She has a lot of cunning tricks in store.
Give free rein to all heart movements, Do not get tired of cultivating the garden of desires, On a starry night, bliss on silk grass: Lie down at sunset, rise at dawn.	In this world of fools, scoundrels, traders Shut your ears, wise one, shut your mouth securely, Close your eyelids tightly - just think a little About the safety of eyes, tongue and ears!
He who from youth believes in his own mind, He became dry and gloomy in pursuit of truth. Claiming from childhood to the knowledge of life, Not becoming a grape, it turned into a raisin.	Oh, woe, woe to the heart, where there is no burning passion. Where there is no love of torment, where there are no dreams of happiness. A day without love is lost: dimmer and grey, Than this day is barren, and there are no days of bad weather,

If you seek pleasure all your life: Drink wine, listen to chang and caress beauties - You still have to let go of this. Life is like a dream. But don't sleep forever!	Love is a fatal misfortune, but the misfortune is by the will of Allah. Well, you condemn what is always - by the will of Allah. A series of evil and good arose - by the will of Allah. Why do we need the thunders and flames of the Judgment - by the will of Allah?
Merciless fate, crushing our plans, The hour will come and the soul will leave the body. Take your time, sit on the grass, under which Soon you will lie down, not hurrying anywhere.	Mercy, my heart, do not seek, Truth in a world where lies are valued - do not look. There is still no cure for sorrow in this world. Reconcile - and do not look for medicines for it.
We come sinless - and we sin, We come merry - and mourn. We burn the heart with bitter tears And we descend into dust, dispelling life like smoke.	Sacrifice yourself for the sake of your beloved Sacrifice what is most dear to you. Never be cunning, bestowing love, Sacrifice your life, be courageous, ruining your heart!
From the spinning of the potter's wheel of time The meaning was extracted only by those who are learned and smart, Or drunk, accustomed to the rotation of the world, Nothing at all thinking in it!	Khayyam! What are you grieving about? Be merry! You are feasting with a friend - be cheerful! Everyone is waiting for non-existence. You could disappear You still exist - be cheerful!
"We are made of clay, - the lips of the jug told me, - But even in us blood was beating brighter than a ruby ... Your turn is ahead. The fate of mortals is one. All that is alive now, tomorrow - ashes and clay."	We did not need food and sleep at all, Until we were blinded from the four elements. But everything that was given to us will be taken away unconditionally, And we will again become a pinch of gray dust.
Yesterday I watched the circle turn How calmly, not remembering ranks and merits, The potter sculpts a cup from heads and from hands, Of the great kings and the last drunkards.	Whose flesh, tell me, jug, has become you? A singer in love, like me, used to be? And the clay pen, you know, was The hand that wrapped around your sweet neck?
I heard: under the blows of the potter Clay began to give out its secrets: "Don't trample on me!" the clay told him. I was a human only yesterday."	Life is instantaneous, driven by the wind, has passed, Past, past, like a cloud of smoke, passed. Let me take a sip of grief, without taking a sip of pleasure, - It is a pity for the life that passed by.
In the morning the rose opened a bud under the wind, And the nightingale sang, in love with her charm. Sit in the shade. These roses will bloom for a long time, When will our sorrowful ashes be buried.	Give me wine! There is no place for empty words here. Kisses of my beloved are my bread and balm. The lips of an ardent lover are wine-colored, A riot of passion is like her hair.
Come quickly, filled with charms, Dispel sadness, inhale heart heat! Pour a jug of wine until the jugs Our ashes have not yet been turned by the potter.	Above all else, love. In the song of youth, the first word is love. O ignorant wretch in the world of love, Know that the basis of our whole life is love!
The hand holds the bowl, and the other is the Koran: Now I pray until I drop, then I'm drunk to death. As soon as the turquoise marble vault tolerates us - Not kafirs at all, not quite Muslims.	There is little peace, hardships cannot be overcome, Worries are growing, it's getting darker to live ... Praise be to the creator that we have enough troubles: At least you don't have to ask for anything.
Oh, if only, taking a sofa with poetry, Yes, in a jug of wine and putting bread in your pocket, I'll spend a day with you among the ruins - Any sultan would envy me.	I have a sober day - a barrier to joy And hops cloud the mind, what an annoyance! Between sobriety and hop state - Here is the incomparable joy of the heart!
When violets pour fragrance And the wind blows the breath of spring, A wise man who drinks wine with his beloved, Having broken the cup of repentance on the stone.	Freely for a moment we live in the world. Do not grieve that rock sets nets for us, For our bodies are the basis: A spark, a drop, light dust and wind.
Constellations in the sky Thoughts in vain doomed many. Think again, save your mind - The wisest and those have reached a dead end.	A certain circle concluded our coming and going, No one can find an end or a beginning in it. And no one has yet been able to tell us correctly: Where did we come from? What awaits us beyond the coffin?
The vault of heaven threatens us with misfortune - you and me, And we must wait for separation from the soul - you and me, Lie down on the soft turf! Destined in the grave Feed all these roots with yourself - you and me.	They will call me drunk - indeed so! A wicked, a troublemaker - indeed so! I am who I am. And talk to yourself what you want: I will remain Khayyam. Indeed so!
Give me a jug of wine and a cup, my love, We will sit in the meadow with you and on the bank of the stream! The sky is full of beauties, from the beginning of being, Turned, my friend, into bowls and jugs - I know.	And I, gray-bearded, fell into the snare of love. And now a sparkling glass sparkles in your hand! Reason patient sewed me a robe of merit. And my whimsical fate tore everything to shreds.
May the wine be with you! Drink with any friend from any cup Grape blood, for in black clay Turns people sky blue.	The jug that today waters the poor, The proud heart of the king was in other centuries. From ruby lips and snow-white cheeks A goblet is made that the drunkard's hand holds.
For loving you, let everyone condemn around, I have no time to argue with the ignorant, believe me. Only husbands are healed by a love drink, And to hypocrites, he brings a serious illness.	There is no heaven or hell, O my heart! There is no return from the darkness, O my heart! And do not hope, O my heart! And there is no need to be afraid, O my heart!
Oh heaven, you do not have a soul in scoundrels! Palaces and mills and baths are in their hands; And the honest one asks for a piece of stale cake as a loan, Oh heaven, I would spit on you in my heart!	Life has been given to me. I will return willingly, When it is time to return.
How long do you break your hearts because of life's troubles? You can hardly carry your sadness to the end. Alas! Your affairs and mine are not in our hands, And here to submit to fate is not better for a sage?	We do not understand the riddles of eternity - neither you nor I. We can't read obscure writings - neither you nor I. We argue before some veil. But the hour will strike The veil will fall, and neither you nor I will survive.
Can't we find a place to rest here? Or forever go this endless way? Oh, if only I could hope that in a thousand years From the belly of the earth we will again, like grass, sprout!	How the rooster crowed at dawn! He clearly saw - the fire of the stars went out. And the night, like your life, was in vain, And you overslept and do not know - deaf.

Drink with wise golden-speaking old age, Drink with youth smilingly beautiful. Drink, friend, but do not shout about what you drink, Drink occasionally and secretly - in a happy moment.	You do not become a slave to worldly goods, Break the connection with fate - with good and evil. Be cheerful at this moment. After all, the dome of the stars - He will collapse too. Don't forget about that.
If you want to rest in blessed bliss And at your feet to see this haughty world, Convert to my faith, learn from me, - Drink wine, but don't drink this bitterness of the universe!	The sky whispered to me secretly in a moment of prophetic insight: "The decrees of the wrathful fates, do you think my decrees? Whenever I was powerful in all the deeds of being, I would have stopped my aimless whirling long ago!"
How long will you bow your head before the low? Why are you circling like a fly over free food? Eat one cake, obtained by labor, in two days! It is better to feed on the blood of the heart than to eat someone else's bread.	Peace and life, and luminaries and constellations movement I compared it to the lamp of the imagination. The world is a lamp, and the sun in it is a kindled flax, We are in it - the shadows of the restless image.
Satisfied crow with a bone for lunch, Well you are a hanger-on of the low for so many years Truly, your own barley bread is better, Than at the feast of the despicable - sherbet.	Kohl on Degas you have one cake And you are able to bring yourself a jug of water, What a need to obey you contemptible. And to please the low, losing your honor?
No one has defeated the threatening power of the sky And he was never satisfied with the gifts of bread. You boast early that you are safe and sound, - They will eat you when the need comes.	Everything will disappear. You look, there is only one wind in your hands. Everything that exists is doomed to destruction and decay. Consider that what exists now does not exist on earth, There is something that is gone forever and that has not yet been born.
Before you could not sleep, not drink, not be satisfied, The elements made you need it. But everything that was given will be taken from you again, So that you can remain free, as before.	The soul that endured suffering, freedom is gained. Let the drop languish in the dungeon - it becomes a pearl. Do not cry: if you are ruined, wealth will still return, Let the cup be emptied - again it will be full.
I'm exhausted, crying without drying my eyes, And you are drowning in pleasures, you are joyful at this hour. But don't be proud of me! - Rotation of the sky There is a lot of unexpected things behind the dark veil from us.	The one who made friends with cute beauties with a smile, Who put suffering into a grieving heart, If happiness did not give us - do not grumble, do not cry, For many he even deprived of hope.
The sea of this life has arisen from hidden forces, No one has drilled the pearl of revealing the secret yet. Each century has its own sense - according to knowledge and understanding. No one has yet explained the true essence of creation.	When I plucked the fruit of hope, O life, from your branches, That, right, would have found the thread of the ball of his fate How long to shout about the tightness of the dungeon of being, To languish and not find doors to non-existence?
To be in the eyes not water, but tears are destined, Patience should be a friend to grief. Or life should be long to the extent of suffering, Or it should be short to the best of life.	Sometimes someone goes ahead, I brazenly shout: - It's me! It boasts of wealth, rings with silver and glitters with gold - It's me! But only affairs will set in order - and noble, you see, and rich As death rises from an ambush and says - It's me!
It was not from poverty that I decided to forget the wine, Not in fear that they will start scolding a reveler. I drank for fun. Well, now for something else: You are in my heart, and I do not need to drink.	I can't cover the sun with roses, I can't reveal the secret of fate with words. From the depths of my thoughts I fished out pearls, But I can't drill it out of fear.
The sky is heaping up the mountain of suffering, As soon as one is born, the other is killed. But the unborn would not be born, If only he knew what was in store for him.	Blessed is he who in our days has tasted freedom, Bypassing grief, tears and adversity; I was pleased with everything that Yazdan sent, lived with with a pure heart drank wine - not water.
Caravans go on a long journey, bells ring. Who told about the troubles that lie ahead of us on the way? Watch out! In this old discount, greed and need Don't drop anything, for you won't come back.	I came from heaven or hell - I don’t know about myself, I live the way I am - it was fate that way. A full goblet, an idol and a barat * in a flowering meadow by the stream; These three - in cash to me, the promised paradise - in debt to you.
Who wrote the word of reason on the heart, He didn't waste a single moment. He tried to gain the mercy of the Eternal with labor - Or found the peace of the soul behind the cup.	You ruined earthly days for the sake of worldly blessings, But remember the day of Judgment, look at your life. After all, many before you were ruined by acquisitiveness. And what happened to them? Where are they all now?
My spirit is completely fed up with wanderings, But I have no money in the treasury, as before. I don't grumble at life. Even though it was difficult Wine and beauty still smiled at me.	Before experiencing the vicissitudes in full, Let's drink a ratl of wine today. What does the rotation of the sky promise us tomorrow? Perhaps water will not be given to us.
Hey, mufti, look... We are smarter and more efficient than you. No matter how drunk we are in the morning, we are still more sober than you. We drink the blood of the vine, but you are the blood of your neighbors; Judge for yourself which of us is more bloodthirsty and meaner than you.	The fire of my passion is high before you - so be it! In my hands - bunches of fiery juice - so be it! You tell me: "Repent, and you will be forgiven." And if I'm not forgiven, be what will happen to me! - so be it!
We were a drop from the heat of passion Appeared in the world - not by our power, And if tomorrow the whirlwind dispels us, Find at least in the cup a wine reflection of happiness.	You got half the bread for food, You were warmed by a poor dwelling, You are nobody's slave and nobody's master, You are truly lucky, my friend!
It's like you were friends with me at first, But then suddenly decided to be at enmity with me, I did not despair that fate turned away: Suddenly, will you still be nice to me?	When you comprehend life, then from the darkness And death would reveal its features to you. Now you're on your own, and you don't know anything, - What will you know when you leave yourself?
You foolishly let your life go to the wind, You lost sight of your death, ignoramus. You calculated the events two hundred years ahead, But he did not ask fate for a reprieve.	You, who let your dear life go to the wind And sometimes he was irreverent with death, You calculated your path two hundred years in advance, But he did not ask fate for an hour's delay.
I am ready to meet death without fear. Wouldn't it be better there than here - who knows? Life has been given to me. I will gladly return When it's time to return.	Instantly He is visible, more often hidden. We are watching our lives closely. God spends eternity with our drama! He composes, puts and looks.
Hypocrites who pride themselves on the life of a saint, The line is placed between the body and the eternal soul. I will put a full goblet of wine on the crown of my head, Even if they cut my crown with a saw.	Let you live your life without heavy torment - what's next? Let your life close the circle - what's next? Let, blissful, you live a hundred years And a hundred more years - tell me, my friend, what's next?

Omar Khayyam devoted himself to the study of life itself. He did a lot of scientific work in such areas as mathematics, astronomy, medicine, philosophy, but the world is best remembered as a poet, the author of rubaiyat quatrains. Unfortunately, during the life of Khayyam, his extraordinary mind was not appreciated. He was remembered only in the 19th century, when world fame came to him.

In his rubai, Khayyam raises questions about the meaning of life, chastity, happiness, love, friendship and, of course, about his favorite drink -.

About life

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Do not envy the one who is strong and rich. Dawn is always followed by sunset. With this life, short, equal to a sigh, treat it like it was given to you for rent.

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Who is beaten by life, he will achieve more. A pood of salt who has eaten appreciates honey more. Who shed tears, he sincerely laughs. Who died, he knows that he lives!

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Everything is bought and sold, and life frankly laughs at us. We are indignant, we are indignant, but we are sold and bought.

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Do not mourn, mortal, yesterday's losses, do not measure today's deeds by tomorrow's measure. Do not believe in the past or the future. Believe the current minute - be happy now!

About love

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Yes, in a woman, as in a book, there is wisdom. Only the literate can understand its great meaning. And do not be angry with the book, if, ignorant, did not manage to read it.

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Whose heart does not burn with passionate love for the dear, without consolation, drags out his sad life. Days spent without the joys of love, I consider an unnecessary and hateful burden.

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To love and be loved is happiness. You protect from simple bad weather. And taking the reins of love together eagerly in your hands, never let go, even living apart ...

About wine

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They say that drunkards will go to hell. All nonsense! If the drinkers were sent to hell, and all the woman lovers there after them, empty as a palm, your Garden of Eden would become.

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Heart! Let the cunning, conspiring at the same time, condemn the wine, they say, it is harmful. If you want to wash your soul and body, listen to poetry more often while drinking wine.

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But wine teaches the same wisdom, on each cup there is a life prescription: “Close your lips - and you will see the bottom!”

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Wine is forbidden, but there are four buts: depending on who, with whom, when and in moderation, drinks wine. Subject to these four conditions, wine is permitted to all sane people.

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The real name of the Persian genius who lived in the 10th-11th centuries sounds like Giyasaddin Abul-Fatah Omar ibn Ibrahim al Khayyam Nishapuri. Of course, for our language, such a difficult name is difficult to both remember and pronounce, so we know the person who gave the world wonderful rubai as Omar Khayyam.

Today, few people will remember that Omar Khayyam's interests included not only the rubaiyat, which many wittily use to make their statuses look more sophisticated. However, Omar was considered an outstanding mind of his time, he was a mathematician, physicist, philosopher and astronomer.

Few people know that Omar Khayyam improved the calendar; he also understood how to solve cubic equations, for which he proposed several methods. But today, the name of Omar is more often associated with poetry: he skillfully turned his philosophical statements into ambiguous phrases, as a result of which rubai appeared - beautiful aphorisms with deep meaning and often with hidden implications.

Perhaps that is why the request “download Omar Khayyam quotes” is so popular: they are used to update statuses on social networks, because his aphorisms are ornate and filled with meaning that does not open immediately.

The more you read Omar's rubaiyat, the more you understand that beautiful words hide the master's invaluable experience and his reflections on the value of life. It seems as if you are reading not just quotes and beautiful phrases, but a real book that tells about the poet's attitude to life, religion and relationships.

By the way, rubais were considered the most difficult form of poetry in Persia. Of the four lines of the verse, three must necessarily rhyme. However, Omar Khayyam quickly figured out how to weave bizarre wise phrases filled with deep meaning into the rubaiyat. Some of his rubies had not three rhyming lines, but all four .

The Persian poet was a great humanist. More than 10 centuries ago, he realized that the greatest value in our world is human life and freedom. Omar sang the transience of our age, his sayings urge us to live life to the fullest, not relying on mythical bliss afterlife.

Many thoughts could not be put into open statements, so as not to be persecuted (the power of religion at that time in the East was strong, and the life of the sages, whose status was defined as “dissenting”, was unsweetened). Omar had his own opinion not only about human relationships and life values.

He thought a lot about God, his role in human life, faith. These thoughts were at odds with religious dogmas, but the poet understood how to convey his wise sayings to people and not suffer for it. Omar clothed his statements in such a veiled form that no one could reproach his quotes for inconsistency with the official point of view.

Some philosophers and poets of Persia shared Omar's beliefs. They also doubted the existence of retribution, and believed that they should not limit themselves in earthly life, hoping for posthumous compensation.

However, many were afraid to put their reflections in a book signed with their name, as Omar did. Therefore, some Persian poets used the name of Omar Khayyam signing their phrases and statements.

In order not only to find statuses that contain witty quotes, but to get real pleasure, it is best to read the book of a Persian poet (fortunately, today many sites offer to download the book of interest for free).

Leisurely flipping through the pages, reading each line and savoring the biting phrases, you will get real pleasure. And if, after reading, you want to update your statuses, the newly acquired ones are perfect for this. But it’s much faster to immediately download a selection that contains best quotes.

Unfortunately, the pace of modern life does not always leave time to leisurely read a book. And if so, then you can download wisdom in pictures. Of course, they will not replace the book, but they will remind you of common human values, support you in difficult times, and make you look at problems differently.

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