Omar Khayyam is rightfully considered one of the greatest scientists and philosophers of the medieval East. This is truly a multifaceted personality, who has been glorified over the centuries not only by wise aphorisms about love, happiness, and more, but also by scientific works on mathematics, astronomy and physics.
And this makes Omar a very significant figure in the arena of human achievements over many centuries: not every person could boast of such talents: very few people like Omar Khayyam or Leonardo Da Vinci were born when a person is talented in everything, a kind of pearl of humanity.
Most often, Omar Khayyam formatted his statements in rubai - poems that were quite difficult to compose, consisting of four lines, three of which rhymed with each other (and sometimes all four). The poet, in the truest sense of the word, was in love with life, with the diversity of its forms, and therefore he witty aphorisms filled with deep meaning, which the reader does not manage to understand the first time.
Having written rubai in the medieval East, where blasphemy was strictly condemned, including the death penalty, Omar Khayyam, despite the danger of persecution, clothed his wisdom in written form, and, according to researchers, it was written under the authorship of Omar about three hundred to five hundred rubai.
Just imagine - aphorisms about life, happiness, witty quotes, and simply Eastern wisdom, relevant even now for each of us.
Although everything remains in order five thousand rubai, allegedly under the authorship of Omar Khayyam, most likely, these are statements about happiness and more, of his contemporaries, who were afraid to bring severe punishment on their heads, and therefore, attributing their creations to the poet and philosopher.
Omar Khayyam, unlike them, was not afraid of punishment, and therefore his aphorisms often ridicule the gods and power, belittling their importance in people’s lives, and he did it correctly. After all, the same happiness does not lie in blind obedience to theological books or the commands of kings. Happiness is living your best best years in agreement with oneself, and the poet’s quotes help to realize this simple, but such an important fact.
The best and wittiest of his sayings are presented before you, and are presented in interesting photos. After all, when you read a text with meaning not just in black and white, but elegantly designed, then you remember it much better, which is an excellent workout for the mind.
In a conversation with your interlocutor, you can always effectively insert witty quotes, showing off your erudition. You can instill in your child a love of poetry by showing him several photos where the most beautiful rubai about friendship or happiness are beautifully decorated. Read together these wise sayings authored by Omar Khayyam, imbued with his every word.
His quotes about happiness amaze with such a clear understanding of the world and soul of a person as an individual. Omar Khayyam seems to be talking to us, his aphorisms and quotes seem to be written not for everyone, but for each individual, reading his statements, we are involuntarily amazed at the depth of the images and the brightness of the metaphors.
The immortal rubai survived their creator for many centuries, and despite the fact that for a long time remained in oblivion until Victorian era was not by luck, a notebook was discovered containing sayings and aphorisms that Omar wrote, expressed in poetic form, and eventually gained wild popularity first in England, and a little later throughout the world, when his statements scattered throughout to the world, like birds, bringing into the home of everyone who read the poet’s quotes a little bit of oriental wisdom.
Omar probably had no idea that for most of our contemporaries he would be known precisely as a poet and philosopher, rather than a great scientist. Most likely, both of these areas of his activity were the passion of his whole life, Omar showed by his example real life when, if you wish, you can have time to do everything.
Often people, in whose minds a lot of talent has been invested, are left alone - their activities take too much energy, but the poet ended his life surrounded by a large family and close friends. He did not become ossified and did not go entirely into science and philosophy, and this is worth a lot.
His quotes in the form of photos can be viewed on our website, and perhaps your favorite ones
Omar Khayyam is a great Persian philosopher, poet and mathematician; he passed away on December 4, 1131, but his wisdom lives on for centuries. Omar Khayyam is an eastern philosopher, every person on this planet has heard about him, in all religions Omar Khayyam is studied in school and higher education. educational institutions. His creations - rubaiyat - quatrains, wise and at the same time humorous, initially had a double meaning. The Rubaiyat speaks about what cannot be said out loud in plain text.
Sayings by Omar Khayyam about life and man
The lower a person’s soul, the higher his nose turns up. He reaches with his nose to where his soul has not grown.
No one can tell what roses smell like. Another of the bitter herbs will produce honey. If you give someone some change, they will remember it forever. You give your life to someone, but he won’t understand.
Two people were looking out the same window. One saw rain and mud. The other is green elm foliage, spring and blue sky.
We are a source of joy and sorrow. We are a receptacle of filth and a pure spring. Man, as if in a mirror, the world has many faces. He is insignificant and he is immeasurably great!
He who is beaten by life will achieve more. He who has eaten a pound of salt appreciates honey more. He who shed tears laughs sincerely. He who died knows that he lives!
How often, when we make mistakes in life, we lose those we value. Trying to please others, sometimes we run away from our neighbors. We exalt those who are not worthy of us, and betray the most faithful. Those who love us so much offend us, and we ourselves expect an apology.
We will never enter this world again, we will never meet our friends at the table. Catch every flying moment - you will never catch it later.
Don’t envy someone who is strong and rich; sunset always follows the dawn.
With this short life, equal to a breath. Treat it as if it was rented to you.
Quotes from Omar Khayyam about love
To live your life wisely, you need to know a lot. Two important rules Remember for starters: you’d rather starve than eat anything and it’s better to be alone than with just anyone.
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.
The thorns of lovely roses are the price of the fragrance. The price of drunken feasts is hangover suffering. For your fiery passion for your only one, you must pay with years of waiting.
About grief, grief to the heart, where there is no burning passion. Where there is no love, there is no torment, where there are no dreams of happiness. A day without love is lost: duller and grayer than this barren day, and there are no days of bad weather.
You like even the shortcomings in a loved one, and even the advantages in an unloved person irritate you.
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Without hops and smiles - what kind of life?
Without the sweet sounds of a flute, what is life?
Everything you see in the sun is worth little.
But at the feast, life is bright and bright!
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One refrain from my Wisdom:
“Life is short, so give it free rein!
It's smart to trim trees,
But cutting yourself off is much stupider!”
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Live, madman!.. Spend while you're rich!
After all, you yourself are not a precious treasure.
And don’t dream - thieves won’t agree
Get you back out of the coffin!
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Have you been passed over for a reward? Forget it.
Are the days rushing by? Forget it.
The Wind is careless: in the eternal Book of Life
I could have moved the wrong page...
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What's there behind the shabby curtain of Darkness?
Minds are confused in fortune-telling.
When the curtain falls with a crash,
We will all see how wrong we were.
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I would compare the world to a chessboard:
Now it’s day, now it’s night... And the pawns? - we are with you.
They move you, press you, and beat you.
And they put it in a dark box to rest.
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The world could be compared to a piebald nag,
And this horseman - who could he be?
“Neither day nor night, he doesn’t believe in anything!”
- Where does he get the strength to live?
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Youth has sped away - a fugitive spring -
To the underground kingdoms in the halo of sleep,
Like a miracle bird, with gentle cunning,
It curled and shone here - and is not visible...
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Dreams are dust! There is no place for them in the world.
And even if the youthful delirium had come true?
What if it snowed in the hot desert?
An hour or two of rays - and there is no snow!
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“The world is piling up such mountains of evil!
Their eternal oppression over the heart is so heavy!”
But if only you could dig them up! How many wonderful
You would find shining diamonds!
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Life passes by like a flying caravan.
The halt is short... Is the glass full?
Beauty, come to me! Will lower the curtain
There is a dormant fog above the sleepy happiness.
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In one young temptation - feel everything!
In one string melody - listen to everything!
Don't go into the darkening distances:
Live in a short bright streak.
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Good and evil are at war: the world is on fire.
What about the sky? The sky is to the side.
Curses and furious hymns
They don’t reach the blue heights.
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On the sparkle of days, clutched in your hand,
You can't buy Secrets somewhere far away.
And here - a lie is a hair's breadth from the Truth,
And your life is on the line.
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In moments He is visible, more often he is hidden.
He keeps a close eye on our lives.
God whiles away eternity with our drama!
He composes, directs and watches.
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Although my figure is slimmer than a poplar,
Although the cheeks are a fiery tulip,
But why is the artist wayward?
Did you bring my shadow into your motley booth?
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The devotees were exhausted from thoughts.
And the same secrets dry out the wise mind.
For us ignoramuses, fresh grape juice,
And for them, the great ones, dried raisins!
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What do I care about the bliss of heaven - “later”?
I ask now, cash, wine...
I don’t believe in credit! And what do I need Glory for:
Right under your ear – drumming thunder?!
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Wine is not only a friend. Wine is a sage:
With him, the misunderstandings and heresies are over!
Wine is an alchemist: transforms at once
Life's lead into golden dust.
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As before the bright, royal leader,
Like before a scarlet, fiery sword -
Shadows and fears are a black infection -
A horde of enemies is running before the wine!
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Guilt! “I don’t ask for anything else.”
Love! “I don’t ask for anything else.”
“Will heaven give you forgiveness?”
They don’t offer, I don’t ask.
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You are drunk - and rejoice, Khayyam!
You won - and rejoice. Khayyam!
Nothing will come and put an end to these nonsense...
You are still alive - and rejoice, Khayyam.
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There is a lot of wisdom in the words of the Koran,
But wine teaches the same wisdom.
On each cup there is a life inscription:
“Put your mouth on it and you will see the bottom!”
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I am near the wine like a willow near a stream:
A foamy stream waters my root.
So God judged! Was he thinking about anything?
And if I had stopped drinking, I would have let him down!
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The glitter of a tiara, a silk turban,
I will give everything - and your power, Sultan,
I'll give the saint with a rosary to boot
For the sounds of the flute and... another glass!
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In scholarship there is no meaning, no boundaries.
Will reveal more of the secret flutter of eyelashes.
Drink! The Book of Life will end sadly.
Decorate the flickering borders with wine!
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All the kingdoms of the world - for a glass of wine!
All the wisdom of books - for the pungency of wine!
All honors - for the shine and velvet of wine!
All the music is for the gurgling of wine!
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The ashes of the sages are sad, my young friend.
Their lives are scattered, my young friend.
“But their proud lessons resonate with us!”
And this is the wind of words, my young friend.
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I inhaled all the aromas greedily,
Drank all the rays. And he wanted all the women.
What's life? - The earthly stream flashed in the sun
And somewhere in a black crack he disappeared.
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Prepare wine for wounded love!
Muscat and scarlet, like blood.
Flood the fire, sleepless, hidden,
And entangle your soul in string silk again.
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There is no love in those who are not tormented by violence,
In that twig of damp smoke.
Love is a bonfire, blazing, sleepless...
The lover is wounded. He is incurable!
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To reach her cheeks - tender roses?
First there are thousands of splinters in the heart!
So the comb: they will cut it into small teeth,
May you float sweeter in the luxury of your hair!
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Until the wind carries away even a spark, -
Inflame her with the joy of the vines!
While at least the shadow remains of its former strength, -
Unravel the knots of your fragrant braids!
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You are a warrior with a net: catch hearts!
A jug of wine - and into the shade of a tree.
The stream sings: “You will die and become clay.
The lunar shine of the face is given for a short time.”
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“Don’t drink, Khayyam!” Well, how can I explain to them?
That I don’t agree to live in the dark!
And the sparkle of wine and the wicked gaze of the sweet one -
Here are two brilliant reasons to drink!
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They tell me: “Khayyam, don’t drink wine!”
But what should we do? Only a drunk can hear
The hyacinth's tender speech to the tulip,
Which she doesn't tell me!
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Have fun!.. Can't catch a stream in captivity?
But the running stream caresses!
Is there no consistency in women and in life?
But it’s your turn!
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Love at the beginning is always tender.
In my memories, she is always affectionate.
And if you love, it’s pain! And with greed for each other
We torment and torment – always.
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Is scarlet rosehip tender? You are more tender.
Is the Chinese idol curvy? You are more magnificent.
Weak chess king before the queen?
But I, fool, am weaker in front of you!
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We bring life to love - the last gift?
The blow is placed close to the heart.
But even a moment before death - give me your lips,
Oh, sweet cup of tender enchantment!
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“Our world is an alley of young roses,
Chorus of nightingales and chatter of dragonflies.”
And in the fall? "Silence and stars,
And the darkness of your fluffy hair..."
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“There are four elements. It’s like there are five feelings,
And a hundred riddles." Is it worth counting?
Play the lute, the lute’s voice is sweet:
In him the wind of life is a master of intoxication...
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In the heavenly cup there is the hop of airy roses.
Break the glass of vain petty dreams!
Why worries, honors, dreams?
The sound of quiet strings... and the delicate silk of hair...
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You're not the only one unhappy. Don't be angry
By the tenacity of Heaven. Renew your strength
On a young breast, elastically tender...
You will find delight. And don't look for love.
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I'm young again. Scarlet wine,
Give joy to your soul! And at the same time
Give bitterness both tart and fragrant...
Life is a bitter and drunken wine!
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Today is an orgy - with my wife,
The barren daughter of empty Wisdom,
I'm getting a divorce! Friends, I'm delighted too
And I will marry the daughter of a simple vine...
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Venus and the Moon have not seen
The earthly shine is sweeter than wine.
Sell wine? Although gold is weighty, -
The mistake of poor sellers is clear.
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Ruby huge sun beamed
In my wine: dawn! Take sandalwood:
Make one piece like a melodious lute,
The other one is to light it so that the world smells fragrant.
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“A weak man is an unfaithful slave of fate,
I am exposed, a shameless slave!”
Especially in love. I myself, I am the first
Always unfaithful and weak towards many.
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The dark hoop of days has bound our hands -
Days without wine, without thoughts about her...
Stingy with time and charges for them
The entire price of full, real days!
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Where is there even a hint of the mystery of life?
In your night wanderings - where is there even a light?
Under the wheel, in unquenchable torture
Souls are burning. Where's the smoke?
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How good the world is, how fresh the fire of the morning stars!
And there is no Creator before whom to prostrate.
But the roses cling, the lips beckon with delight...
Don't touch the lutes: we'll listen to the birds.
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Feast! You'll get back on track again.
Why run forward or backward! -
At the festival of freedom the mind is small:
He is our prison everyday robe.
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Empty happiness is an upstart, not a friend!
With new wine, I’m an old friend!
I love to stroke the noble cup:
His blood is boiling. He feels like a friend.
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There lived a drunkard. Seven jugs of wine
It fit into it. It seemed so to everyone.
And he himself was an empty clay jug...
The other day I crashed... To pieces! At all!
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Days are river waves in minute silver,
Desert sand in a melting game.
Live Today. And Yesterday and Tomorrow
Not so needed in the earthly calendar.
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How eerie on a starry night! Not myself.
You are trembling, lost in the abyss of the world.
And the stars are in a violent dizziness
They rush past, into eternity, along a curve...
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Autumn rain sowed drops in the garden.
The flowers have come up. They dapple and burn.
But sprinkle scarlet hops into the cup of lilies -
Like blue smoke magnolia aroma...
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I'm old. My love for you is intoxication.
I'm drunk with date wine this morning.
Where is the rose of days? Cruelly plucked.
I am humiliated by love, drunk with life!
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What's life? Bazaar... Don't look for a friend there.
What's life? Bruise... Don't look for medicine.
Don't change yourself. Smile at people.
But don’t look for people’s smiles.
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From the neck of a jug on the table
Wine is bleeding. And everything is in her warmth:
Truthfulness, affection, devoted friendship -
The only friendship on earth!
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Fewer friends! Same day by day
Extinguish empty sparks of fire.
And when you shake hands, always think silently:
“Oh, they’ll swing it at me!”
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“In honor of the sun - a cup, our scarlet tulip!
In honor of the scarlet lips - and he is drunk with love!”
Feast, merry! Life is a heavy fist:
Everyone will be thrown over dead into the fog.
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The rose laughed: “Dear breeze
Tore off my silk, opened my wallet,
And the whole treasury of golden stamens,
Look, he freely threw it on the sand.”
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The wrath of the rose: “How, me, the queen of roses -
The merchant will take the heat of fragrant tears
Will it burn you out of your heart with evil pain?!” Secret!..
Sing, nightingale! "A day of laughter - years of tears."
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I started a bed of Wisdom in the garden.
I cherished it, watered it - and I’m waiting...
The harvest is approaching, and from the garden there is a voice:
“I came with the rain and I will go with the wind.”
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I ask: “What did I have?
What's ahead?.. He was rushing about, raging...
And you will become dust, and people will say:
“A short fire broke out somewhere.”
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– What is a song, cups, caresses without warmth? -
- Toys, trash from the children's corner.
– What about prayers, deeds and sacrifices?
– Burnt and decaying ash.
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Night. Night is all around. Rip her up, excite her!
Prison!.. That's it, your first kiss,
Adam and Eve: gave us life and bitterness,
It was an angry and predatory kiss.
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- How the rooster fought at dawn!
“He saw clearly: the fire of the stars had gone out.
And the night, like your life, was in vain.
And you overslept. And you don’t know - you’re deaf.
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The fish said: “Shall we swim soon?
It’s creepy in the ditch—it’s a cramped body of water.”
“That’s how they’ll fry us,” said the duck, “
It’s all the same: even if there’s sea all around!”
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“From end to end we are on our way to death.
We cannot turn back from the brink of death.”
Look: in the local caravanserai
Don't accidentally forget your love!
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“I have been to the very bottom of the depths.
Took off towards Saturn. There are no such sorrows
Such networks that I cannot unravel..."
Eat! Dark knot of death. He's alone!
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“Death will appear and mow down in reality,
Silent days, withered grass..."
Make a jug from my ashes:
I will refresh myself with wine and come to life.
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Potter. There is noise all around on market day...
He tramples clay all day long.
And she babbles in a faded voice:
“Brother, have pity, come to your senses - you are my brother!..”
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Stir a clay vessel with moisture:
You will hear the babble of lips, not just streams.
Whose ashes are these? I kiss the edge and shudder:
It seemed like a kiss was given to me.
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No potter. I'm alone in the workshop.
Two thousand jugs are in front of me.
And they whisper: “Let's present ourselves to a stranger
For a moment, a crowd of dressed-up people.”
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Who was this tender vase?
A lover! Sad and bright.
What about the handles of the vase? With a flexible hand
She wrapped her arms around her neck, as before.
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What scarlet poppy? Blood sprayed out
From the wounds of the Sultan, taken by the earth.
And in the hyacinth - it broke out of the ground
And the young curl curled again.
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A flower trembles above the mirror of the stream;
It contains the ashes of a woman: a familiar stalk.
Do not forget the tulips of coastal greenery:
And in them there is a gentle blush and reproach...
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The dawns shone for people - even before us!
The stars flowed like an arc - even to us!
In a lump of gray dust, under your foot
You crushed the shining young eye.
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It's getting light. The late lights are going out.
Hopes were ignited. It’s always like this, all day!
And when it glows, the candles will be lit again,
And the late lights in the heart go out.
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To involve Love in a secret conspiracy!
Hug the whole world, raise Love to you,
So that the world falls from a height and breaks,
So that he can rise again from the rubble as the best!
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God is in the veins of days. All life -
His game. From mercury it is living silver.
It will sparkle with the moon, become silver with a fish...
He is all flexible, and death is His game.
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The drop said goodbye to the sea - all in tears!
The Sea laughed freely - everything was in the rays!
“Fly to the sky, fall to the ground,”
There is only one end: again – in my waves.”
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Doubt, faith, ardor of living passions -
Game of air soap bubbles:
That one flashed like a rainbow, and this one was gray...
And they will all fly away! This is people's lives.
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One trusts the running days,
The other is for vague dreams of tomorrow,
And the muezzin speaks from the tower of darkness:
“Fools! The reward is not here, and not there!”
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Imagine yourself as a pillar of science,
Try to drive in a hook to catch on.
Into the gaps of two abysses - Yesterday and Tomorrow...
Better yet, drink! Don't waste your efforts.
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I was also attracted by the scientists' halo.
I listened to them from a young age, debated them,
I sat with them... But by the same door
I came out the same way I came in.
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Mysterious miracle: “You are in me.”
It was given to me in the darkness like a torch.
I wander after him and always stumble:
Our very blind “You are in me.”
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It was as if a key had been found for the door.
It was as if there was a bright ray in the fog.
There was a revelation about “I” and “You”...
A moment - darkness! And the key sank into the abyss!
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How! To pay for rubbish with gold of merit -
For this life? An agreement has been imposed
The debtor is deceived, weak... And they will drag him to court
No talking. Clever lender!
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Inhale the world's fumes from someone else's cooking?!
Put a hundred patches on the holes in life?!
Pay losses on the accounts of the Universe?!
- No! I'm not that hard-working and rich!
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Firstly, they gave me life without asking.
Then the discrepancy in feelings began.
Now they're driving me out... I'll leave! Agree!
But the intention is unclear: where is the connection?
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Traps, pits on my way.
God arranged them. And he told me to go.
And he foresaw everything. And he left me.
And the one who did not want to save judges!
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Filling life with the temptation of bright days,
Filling the soul with the flame of passions,
The God of renunciation demands: here is the cup -
It’s full: bend it and don’t spill it!
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You put our heart into a dirty lump.
You let an insidious snake into paradise.
And to the person - You are the accuser, aren’t you?
Hurry up and ask him to forgive you!
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You came, Lord, like a hurricane:
Threw a handful of dust into my mouth, my glass
Turned it over and spilled the priceless hops...
Who of us two is drunk today?
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I loved idols superstitiously.
But they are lying. No one is strong enough...
I sold my good name for a song,
And he drowned his glory in a small mug.
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Execute, and prepare the soul of Eternity,
Make vows, reject love.
And there is spring! He will come and take out the roses.
And the cloak of repentance is torn again!
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All the joys you desire - tear them off!
Wide the cup of happiness!
Heaven will not appreciate your hardships.
So flow, wine, songs, overflowing!
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Monasteries, mosques, synagogues
And God saw a lot of cowards in them.
But not in hearts freed by the sun,
Bad seeds: slave anxieties.
* * *
I enter the mosque. The hour is late and dull.
I am not thirsty for a miracle and not with a prayer:
Once upon a time I pulled a rug from here,
And he was worn out. We need another...
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Be a freethinker! Remember our vow:
“The saint is narrow, the hypocrite is cruel.”
Khayyam’s sermon sounds stubborn:
“Be a robber, but be wide-hearted!”
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The soul is light with wine! Pay tribute to her:
The jug is round and sonorous. And minting
With love, a cup: so that it shines
And the golden edge was reflected.
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In wine I see the scarlet spirit of fire
And the shine of needles. Cup for me
Crystal - a living fragment of the sky.
Topic of the issue: sayings, sayings of Omar Khayyam, quotes about life, short and long. Reading the famous sayings of the great philosopher is a great gift:
- I know that I know nothing, -
This is the last secret I have learned. - Silence is a shield from many troubles,
And chatter is always harmful.
A person's tongue is small
But how many lives did he ruin? - Consider the obvious in the world to be unimportant,
For the secret essence of things is not visible.
- How long will you please all sorts of brutes?
Only a fly can give his soul for food!
It is better to swallow tears than to gnaw on scraps. - Day after day New Year- and Ramadan has come,
He was forced to fast, as if he had been chained.
Almighty, deceive, but do not deprive the feast,
Let everyone think that Shawwal has arrived! (Muslim calendar month) - You burst into me like a hurricane, Lord,
And he knocked over my glass of wine, Lord!
I indulge in drunkenness, and you commit outrages?
Thunder strike me, since you are not drunk, Lord! - Don't brag that you don't drink - a lot is behind you,
Buddy, I know of much worse things. - As children we go to teachers for truth,
Afterwards they come to our doors for the truth.
Where is the truth? We came from a drop
Let's become the wind. This is the meaning of this tale, Khayyam! - For those who see the inside behind the appearance,
Evil and good are like gold and silver.
For both are given for a while,
For both evil and good will end soon. - I unraveled all the tight knots in the world,
Except for death, tied in a dead knot. - For the worthy there are no worthy rewards,
I'm glad to lay down my belly for a worthy one.
Do you want to know if hell exists?
Living among the unworthy is true hell! - One work that is always shameful is to exalt oneself,
Are you so great and wise? - dare to ask yourself. - Give free rein to all movements of the heart,
Don’t get tired of cultivating the garden of desires,
On a starry night, bliss on the silken grass:
At sunset - go to bed, at dawn - get up. - Although the wise man is not a miser and does not hoard wealth,
The world is bad for the wise without silver. - Noble people, loving each other,
They see the grief of others and forget themselves.
If you want honor and the shine of mirrors, -
Don't envy others, and they will love you. - You can lose everything, just save your soul, -
The cup would be filled again if there was wine.
- Above all else is love,
In the song of youth, the first word is love.
Oh, wretched ignoramus in the world of love,
Know that the basis of our entire life is love! (wise sayings about the life of Omar Khayyam) - Feed on the blood of your heart, but be independent.
It is better to swallow tears than to gnaw on scraps. - Why suffer needlessly for the sake of common happiness -
It’s better to give happiness to someone close. - O cruel sky, merciless God!
You've never helped anyone before.
If you see that the heart is charred with grief, -
You immediately add more burn. - You'd rather starve than eat anything
And it’s better to be alone than with just anyone. - Look at yourself among the people passing by,
Keep silent about your hopes until the end - hide them! - The dead don't care what the minute is, what the hour is,
Like water, like wine, like Baghdad, like Shiraz.
The full moon will be replaced by a new moon
Thousands of times after our death. - There are two ears, but one tongue is not given by chance -
Listen twice and speak only once! - Among those holding positions of great gentlemen
There are no joys in life due to many worries,
But come here: they are full of contempt
To everyone whose souls the worm of acquisition does not gnaw. (Omar Khayyam's sayings about life) - Wine is prohibited, but there are four “buts”:
It depends on who drinks wine, with whom, when and in moderation. - I have been tolerating the sky for a long time.
Maybe it's a reward for patience
Will send me a beauty of easy disposition
And he will send down a heavy jug at the same time. - There is no honor in humiliating someone who is defeated,
Being kind to those who have fallen in misfortune means a husband! - There are no nobler and sweeter plants,
Than black cypress and white lily.
He, having a hundred hands, does not push them forward;
She is always silent, having a hundred languages. - Paradise is the reward of the sinless for their obedience.
Would [the Almighty] give me something not as a reward, but as a gift! - Love is a fatal misfortune, but the misfortune is by the will of Allah.
Why do you blame what is always by the will of Allah?
A series of both evil and good arose - by the will of Allah.
Why do we need thunder and flames of Judgment - according to the will of Allah? (Omar Khayyam quotes about love) - If hell is for lovers and drunkards,
Then who do you order to be allowed into heaven? - Give me a jug of wine and a cup, oh 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 existence,
It turned, my friend, into bowls and jugs - I know. - If only I had power over this evil sky,
I would crush it and replace it with another... - On the green carpets of Khorasan fields
Tulips grow from the blood of kings,
Violets grow from the ashes of beauties,
From the captivating moles between the eyebrows. - But these ghosts are barren (hell and heaven) for us
Both fears and hopes are an unchanging source.
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Persian philosopher, mathematician, astronomer and poet. He contributed to algebra by constructing a classification of cubic equations and solving them using conic sections.
Born in the city of Nishapur, which is located in Khorasan (now the Iranian province of Khorasan Razavi). Omar was the son of a tent dweller, and he also had a younger sister named Aisha. At the age of 8 he began to study mathematics, astronomy, and philosophy deeply. At the age of 12, Omar became a student at the Nishapur madrasah. Later he studied at madrassas in Balkh, Samarkand and Bukhara. There he completed a course in Islamic law and medicine with honors, receiving the qualification of haki?ma, that is, a doctor. But medical practice was of little interest to him. He studied the works of the famous mathematician and astronomer Thabit ibn Kurra, and the works of Greek mathematicians.
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About love and the meaning of life
Poems and thoughts of Omar Khayyam about love and the meaning of life. In addition to the classical translations of I. Tkhorzhevsky and L. Nekora, rare translations of the late 19th and early 20th centuries are presented (Danilevsky-Alexandrov, A Press, A. Gavrilov, P. Porfirov, A. Yavorsky, V. Mazurkevich, V. Tardov, A. Gruzinsky, F. Korsh, A. Avchinnikov, I. Umov, T. Lebedinsky, V. Rafalsky), which are published for the first time after a hundred years. The publication is illustrated with works of Eastern and European painting.
About love
Which other poet remains relevant for more than a thousand years? Who has sung the praises of vices so much that you immediately want to throw yourself into the abyss of these vices? The quatrains of Omar Khayyam are as intoxicating as wine; they are as tender and daring as the embrace of oriental beauties.
Rubai. Book of Wisdom
Live so that every day is a holiday. Unique selection of rubai! This publication contains more than 1000 best translations rubai, including both popular and rarely published ones, little known to readers. Deep, imaginative, full of humor, sensuality and audacity, rubai have survived centuries. They allow us to enjoy the beauty of Eastern poetry and learn the worldly wisdom of the great poet and scientist.
Poems about love
“Is it really possible to imagine a person, unless he is a moral freak, in whom such a mixture and diversity of beliefs, opposing inclinations and directions, high virtues and base passions, painful doubts and hesitations could be combined and coexisted...” - to this perplexed The researcher's question has a short, comprehensive answer: it is possible, if we are talking about Omar Khayyam.
Quotes and aphorisms
You like even the shortcomings in a loved one, and even the advantages in an unloved person irritate you.
Why do you expect benefit from your wisdom? You will get milk from the goat sooner. Pretend to be a fool - and you will be more useful, And wisdom these days is cheaper than leeks.
Who beaten by life was, he will achieve more,
He who has eaten a pound of salt appreciates honey more.
He who shed tears laughs sincerely,
He who has died knows that he lives.
Don't forget that you are not alone:
And in the most difficult moments, God is next to you.
Never go back. There is no point in going back anymore. Even if there are the same eyes in which thoughts were drowning. Even if you are drawn to where everything was so nice, don’t ever go there, forget forever what happened. The same people live in the past that they always promised to love. If you remember this, forget it, don’t ever go there. Don't trust them, they are strangers. After all, they once left you. They killed faith in their souls, in love, in people and in themselves. Just live what you live and even though life looks like hell, look only forward, never go back.
A pensive soul tends toward loneliness.
I have never been repulsed by a person’s poverty; it’s another matter if his soul and thoughts are poor.
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.
Live at least a hundred years, at least ten hundred years,
You still have to leave this world.
Be a padishah or a beggar at the market,
There is only one price for you: there are no dignities for death.
Love can do without reciprocity, but friendship never can.
When you leave for five minutes,
Don't forget to keep your palms warm.
In the palms of those who are waiting for you,
In the palms of those who remember you...
No matter how great your wisdom is, it gives you as much milk as a goat’s milk! Isn't it wiser to just play the fool? “You’ll be better off for sure.”
You can't look into tomorrow today,
Just the thought of him makes my chest feel painful.
Who knows how many days you have left to live?
Don't waste them, be prudent.
Only those who are worse than us think badly of us, and those who are better than us... They simply have no time for us...
I asked the wisest: “What have you learned?
From your manuscripts? The wisest one said:
“Happy is he who is in the arms of a tender beauty
At night I’m far from the wisdom of books!”
Be happy in this moment. This moment is your life.
The lower a person's soul,
The higher the nose lifts!
He reaches his nose there,
Where the soul has not grown...
Don't say the man is a womanizer. If he had been monogamous, it wouldn’t have been your turn.
I think it's better to be alone
How to give the heat of the soul to “someone”
Giving a priceless gift to just anyone
Once you meet your loved one, you will not be able to fall in love.
Those who lose heart die before their time.
Don’t trust someone who speaks beautifully, there is always a game in his words.
Trust the one who silently does beautiful things.
Don't be afraid to give warming words,
And do good deeds.
The more wood you put on the fire,
The more heat will return.
Passion cannot be friends with deep love,
If he can, then they won’t be together for long.
Don't look at how someone else is smarter than everyone else,
And see if he is true to his word.
If he doesn’t throw his words to the wind -
There is no price for him, as you yourself understand.
Instead of looking for the truth, we would milk a goat!
Everything is bought and sold,
And life openly laughs at us.
We are indignant, we are indignant,
But we buy and sell.
Above all the teachings and rules on how to live correctly, I chose to affirm two foundations of dignity: It is better not to eat anything at all than to eat just anything; It's better to be alone than to be friends with just anyone.
Life is ashamed of those who sit and mourn,
He who does not remember joys does not forgive insults...
