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
life night thinking
Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose portals are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp Abode his destin'd Hour and went his way.
book thinking two
Whoever thinks algebra is a trick in obtaining unknowns has thought it in vain. No attention should be paid to the fact that algebra and geometry are different in appearance. Algebras (jabbre and maqabeleh) are geometric facts which are proved by propositions five and six of Book two of Elements.
dark thinking spirit
Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; 'Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.
love sexy thinking
My friend, let's not think of tomorrow, but let's enjoy this fleeting moment of life.
thinking smell giving
We are thinking about bad only those who are worse than we are, and those who are better than us ... I'm just not up to us ... One does not follow it than smell roses. Another of the bitter herbs will produce honey. Give bread to one - will remember forever. Another life donation - do not understand ...
believe doomed drink drunkards empty entrance foolish good hand heaven love men none
Drunkards are doomed to hell, so men declare, Believe it not, 'tis but a foolish scare; Heaven will be empty as this hand of mine, If none who love good drink find entrance there
absolutely bowls daughter divorce reason tonight vine wife
Tonight I will make a tun of wine, Set myself up with two bowls of it; First I will divorce absolutely reason and religion, Then take to wife the daughter of the vine
closet days destiny mates men nights pieces
'Tis all a Checker-board of Nights and days where Destiny with Men for Pieces plays: Hither and thither moves, and mates and slays, and one by one back in the Closet lays.
american-director cancel finger half line lure moves moving nor piety shall tears thy wash wit word
The moving finger writes; and having writ, moves on: nor all thy piety nor wit shall lure it back to cancel half a line nor all thy tears wash out a word of it.
ah descend dust
Ah make the most of what yet we may spend,Before we too into dust descend
bowl call crawling hands help lift rolls thou thy
And that inverted bowl we call The Sky, where under crawling coop't we live and die, lift not thy hands to It for help -- for it rolls impotently on as thou or I.
american-director came nor
Drink! for you know not whence you came nor why: drink! for you know not why you go, nor where.
ashes dusty hearts hope hour lighting men snow turns worldly
The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes - or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two - is gone.
life taste waste
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!