20 Important thoughts about life from the wise Omar Khayyam Bashny.Net

Simple Persian scholar Omar Khayyam in his lifetime was known works on mathematics and astronomy. After the death of his learned how outstanding poet.

It is said that his lyrical contribution was not so great and often attributed to him their works those who were embarrassed to admit his authorship. Very comfortable in conversation screw daring poem and say it's not because I think it's a great Omar Khayyam.





The lower man soul,
The higher the nose up.
He runs to the nose,
Where the soul is not mature enough.

Who we are - puppets on a string, as our kukolschik - sky.
It is a large shed its submission lead.
He is now being on the mat make us jump,
And then in his trunk one by one will take away.

"The world mountain piles are angry!
Their perpetual oppression of the heart is so heavy! »
But if you dug them out! How wonderful,
Shining diamonds you'd find!





"Heaven and Hell - in the sky" - say bigots.
I'm looking at myself, convinced of lying:
Heaven and Hell - no circles in the palace of the universe,
Heaven and Hell - two halves of the soul.

We are no longer in this world ever not get,
I will never meet with friends at the table.
Catch the flying every moment -
It does not lie in wait so ever then.

Oh, how many times, getting up from a dream,
I promised that I will not continue to drink wine,
But now, Lord, I do not give a vow:
Can I drink when spring came?

I think it's better to be alone,
The heat of the soul, "someone" to give.
Priceless gift giving to anybody,
Native met, you manage not to fall in love.





If you have a property for nook -
In our dastardly time - and a piece of bread,
If you are nobody's servant, not the master -
You truly happy and the spirit is high.

When dealing with a fool, no end of shame,
So advice you hear Khayyam:
Poison, sage you an offer, accept,
From the hands of the same fool not take balm.

Flour Old beauties. Get rid of the troubles
Tu, whose eyelids are transparent and firm lips.
Be with your favorite tenderly beauty escapes,
On the face of the suffering of leaving traces.

Give yourself - not to sell.
And next to bed - not to sleep.
Do not take revenge - not to forgive everything.
Do not be next - it does not mean not to love.





I do not envy the one who is strong and rich,
During sunset dawn always comes.
With this life is short, equal to inhalation,
Treated like this you hire.

To live life wisely, ought to know a lot,
Two important rules to remember the beginning:
You better starve than eat horrible,
And better be alone than with anyone.