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A drink is shorter than a tale
Justice is the soul of the universe.
The unbeliever knows his Koran best.
I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
A hair divides what is false and true.
Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!
The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
If I don't enjoy myself now, when shall I?
The rose that once has bloomed forever dies.
The Flower that once has blown forever dies.
Fools, your reward is neither here nor there.
He who has one enemy shall meet him everywhere.
Drink! For you know not whence you came nor why.
To be free of belief and unbelief is my religion.
Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.
The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on.
Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.
I wonder what the vintners buy one half so precious as the stuff they sell.
Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry.
Tomorrow! - Why, tomorrow I may be Myself with yesterday's sev'n thousand years.
Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum!
Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
You know how little while we have to stay, And, once departed, may return no more.
Better be jocund with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit.
Heaven but the vision of fulfilled desire, and Hell the shadow from a soul on fire.
The wine-cup is the little silver well, Where truth, if truth there be, doth dwell.
Yes, the first morning of creation wrote what the last dawn of reckoning shall read.
The Stars are setting and the Caravan Starts for the Dawn of Nothing-Oh, make haste!
My friend, let's not think of tomorrow, but let's enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
Thy Return is as another Sun to Heaven; a new Rose blooming in the Garden of the Soul.
The entire world shall be populous with that action which saves one soul from despair.
Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and-sans End!
The secret must be kept from all non-people. The mystery must be hidden from all idiots.
There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
Drink! for you know not whence you came nor why: drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
Alas, that Spring should vanish with the Rose! That Youths sweet-scented Manuscript should close!
I hide my grief, just like the blessed birds hide themselves when they are preparing to die, my love.
When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.
Here's to the man Who owns the land That bears the grapes That makes the wine That tastes as good As this does.
The moving finger writes, and having written moves on. Nor all thy piety nor all thy wit, can cancel half a line of it.
Algebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
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 today.
We are in truth but pieces on this chess board of life, which in the end we leave, only to drop one by one into the grave of nothingness.
The value of three things is justly appreciated by all classes of men: youth, by the old; health, by the diseased; and wealth, by the needy.
So I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of Love.
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.
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 as in I went.
A Moment's Halt-a momentary taste Of BEING from the Well amid the Waste- And, Lo! the phantom Caravan has reach'd The NOTHING it set out from. Oh, make haste!