Omar Khayyam
Omar Khayyam
Omar Khayyám ; born Ghiyāth ad-Dīn Abu'l-Fatḥ ʿUmar ibn Ibrāhīm al-Khayyām Nīshāpūrī, was a Persian mathematician, astronomer, philosopher, and poet, who is widely considered to be one of the most influential scientists of the Middle Ages. He wrote numerous treatises on mechanics, geography, mineralogy and astronomy...
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth18 May 1048
magic shadow world
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 Phantom Figures come and go.
life moving night
But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Checker-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
wisdom song idols
Indeed the Idols I have loved so long, have done my credit in this World much wrong; have drowned my Glory in a shallow Cup, and sold my Reputation for a Song.
moving space soul
This body is a tent which for a space Does the pure soul with kingly presence grace; When he departs, comes the tent-pitcher, Death, Strikes it, and moves to a new halting-place.
littles cups dry
Awake, my Little ones, and fill the Cup Before Life's Liquor in its Cup be dry.
regret wine past
Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
love eye heart
Hearts are like tapers, which at beauteous eyes Kindle a flame of love that never dies; And beauty is a flame, where hearts, like moths, Offer themselves a burning sacrifice.
keys doors veils
There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.
kindness heart deeds
To friends and eke to foes true kindness show; No kindly heart unkindly deeds will do; Harshness will alienate a bosom friend. And kindness reconcile a deadly foe.
drinking drink alcoholism
Drink! for you know not when you came, nor why; Drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
justice soul universe
Justice is the soul of the universe.
enjoy enjoyment ifs
If I don't enjoy myself now, when shall I?
pieces chess boards
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.
home horizon world
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.