Don't look for a reason if it's obvious
- You only understand the meaning of some things with age.
- With your eyes you can do everything in the world, convince you of anything, make you fall in love until unconsciousness...
- If you want to avoid drowning, you need to watch carefully!
- No matter how much fun you have with a person, they are not your friend if you are just drinking at the same table.
- Usually those who really relieve anxiety don’t show it afterwards.
- Many people stick around simply because they are curious.
- You need someone who will hear your quiet cry in trouble...
- Sometimes it is better to steal honestly than to wish good luck with your heart.
- It’s better to be poor all the time than to get used to wealth and then end up in poverty.
- If a person turns up his nose, he is unhappy inside, no matter how rich or poor he is.
- Life laughs at us too openly.
- Although you, like everyone else, are indignant, you still sell and buy in the same way.
- This is your life, and at this moment you must be happy.
- Even if a friend lives far away, he will be a true friend...
- Just by looking at the people around you, you can notice so many enemies!
- It is so important to be able not to grow sadness in your heart.
- You don’t know when you will die, so you need to learn to enjoy it now.
- If you don’t know how to fall in love to your advantage, then it’s better not to fall in love at all.
- You need to love to the point, and not to the edge - otherwise the beauty will immediately slip away.
- Take on what you can do. If you can't make a woman happy, don't marry her.
- You don't have to be wise to win an argument.
- The honest are usually judged by the completely dishonest.
- Many desires are incompatible with each other.
- We are all so different, we all need to get along on the same earth...
- If you want to drink, don’t be afraid of the hangover that will come in the morning.
- Love takes you to heaven, but be prepared for the fact that it can burn you to the ground.
- From all the fun there remains a drop of sadness.
- The most fleeting thing is youth. Nothing can compare to her in this regard.
- You cannot become wise without experiencing pain.
- The salt of life is that we never know where we will find it and where we will lose it...
- When you want peace of mind, don't start a fire with a spark.
- We so rarely talk about what we are constantly silent about!
- We are corrupted by the praises of our friends; sometimes it is important to listen to our enemies.
Wise sayings of Omar Khayyam about love.
Beware of inflicting wounds on the Soul that protects and loves you. It hurts a lot more. And, having forgiven everything, he will understand and will not judge.
Having taken all the pain and bitterness from you, he will remain in torment without complaint. You will not hear insolence in words. You will not see an evil tear sparkle.
Beware of inflicting wounds on those who do not respond with brute force. And who cannot heal the scars. Anyone who will humbly meet your blow.
Beware of the cruel wounds that are inflicted on your soul by the one who you keep as a talisman, but who does not carry you in his soul.
We are so cruel to those who are vulnerable. Helpless for those we love. We keep traces of countless wounds, Which we will forgive... but we will not forget!!!
Can only be shown to sighted people. Sing the song - only to those who hear. Give yourself to someone who will be grateful, who understands, loves and appreciates you.
We’ll hardly get into this world again, we won’t find our friends again. Seize the moment! After all, it will not be repeated, Just as you yourself will not be repeated in it.
In this world, love is the adornment of people; To be deprived of love is to be without friends. The one whose heart has not clung to the drink of love is an ass, even though he does not wear donkey ears!
Woe to the heart that is colder than ice, Does not glow with love, does not know about it, And for the heart of a lover - a day spent Without a beloved is the most lost of days!
Don't count your friends against each other! Not your friend who is driven by curiosity, but the one who will happily share the takeoff with you... And whoever is in trouble... your quiet cry... will hear... Omar Khayyam
Yes, a woman is like wine, And where is the wine, It is important for a man to know a sense of proportion. Don't look for a reason In wine, if you're drunk - It's not the fault.
Yes, in a woman, as in a book, there is wisdom. Only the literate can understand its great meaning. And don’t be angry with the book, since, ignorant, you couldn’t read it.
Omar Khayyam
Wise sayings of Omar Khayyam about God and religion.
God exists, and everything is God! This is the focus of the knowledge I gleaned from the Book of the Universe. I saw the radiance of Truth with my heart, And the darkness of godlessness burned to the ground.
They are raging in cells, mosques and churches, Hope to enter heaven and fear of hell. Only in the soul who has understood the secret of the world, the juice of these weeds has dried up and withered.
Not a word in the Book of Fate can be changed. Those who suffer forever cannot be excused. You can drink your bile until the end of your life: Life cannot be shortened and cannot be lengthened. Omar Khayyam
The goal of the creator and the pinnacle of creation is us. Wisdom, reason, the source of insight are us. This circle of the universe is like a ring. - There is a cut diamond in it, without a doubt, we are!
What a contemporary said about the wisdom of Omar Khayyam, about his life and death.
Omar Khayyam had many students who left memories of him. Here are the memories of one of them:
“Once in the city of Bali, on the street of slave traders, in the emir’s palace, at a feast during a cheerful conversation, our teacher Omar Khayyam said: “I will be buried in a place where always on the days of the spring equinox a fresh wind will shower the flowers of the fruit branches.” Twenty-four years later I visited Nishapur, where this great man was buried, and asked to be shown his grave. I was taken to the cemetery of Khaira, and I saw the grave at the foot of the garden wall, shaded by pear and apricot trees and showered with flower petals so that it was completely hidden under them. I remembered the words spoken in Balkh and began to cry. Nowhere in the whole world, up to its inhabited borders, was there a man like him.”
Grave monument to Omar Khayyam
In the East, the grave of Omar Khayyam, which you see in this photo, has been preserved.
There are legends about Omar Khayyam, about his wisdom and insight, bordering on clairvoyance. He predicted the weather, solar and lunar eclipses, and he moved the hand of the world clock to the days of the vernal equinox, rebuilding the calculation of time according to the needs of farmers, for he was a great astrologer and had a heart for the fate of ordinary people.
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Enormous wisdom - in a few lines
In order to recognize a good person, you need to feel the atmosphere that he spreads. And don’t say that you don’t understand what exactly we’re talking about: Omar Khayyam’s statuses, written about life with meaning.
- Everything needs to be taken more simply. But that doesn't mean you're crazy.
- If there is one thing you don’t need to be afraid of in this life, it’s envy!
- Be like a wolf. He is weaker than some animals, but he does not perform in the circus.
- There is a very big difference between a silent person and a silent person.
- Anger only begins with pain. It’s important not to grow big anger out of a little pain...
- Those who greyhound get the most. But those who have enough conscience will never be able to do this!
- It’s so nice to think that everyone will be rewarded for everything. Even someday later.
- Just because you don't give up doesn't mean you can't be defeated.
- Sometimes it’s so hard that you give up, forgetting: it will only get worse.
- The ability to enjoy life is a great weapon.
- When you don’t want too much to be placed on you, don’t show that you can do everything.
- If you simply laugh at the suffering of others, it means that you yourself have never truly suffered.
- Open up when you are completely confident in a person. That is, never!
- Just accept that not everyone thinks the same way as you, and you will see how much easier it is for you.
- Most troubles come from those who silently observe, and not from those who do evil...
- Sometimes it's difficult to find the right words. But it’s much more difficult to say those that have been on the tip of your tongue for so long.
- We live by completely thoughtless laws, periodically complaining about something.
- A happy person does not strive to run away somewhere and change something. He's happy with everything anyway.
- For big money you need to work, but in no case hard!
- You need to remember death in order to respect your own life.
- If you see that someone is against you, do not be upset: most likely, this will benefit you.
- In fact, there are so few important things in the world. And you’re worried, it’s unclear why.
- Find the strength to say that everything will be fine. Otherwise you will have to give up for any reason.
- If a person comes towards you, you can see it right away. The presence of mysteries can be felt.
- Do you want to be happy? Then you need to make sure that words, thoughts and actions correspond to each other.
- Learn to enjoy the little things, but never stop there.
Omar KhayyamThe wittiest aphorisms and quotes
* * *
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!
* * *
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!”
* * *
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!
* * *
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...
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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?
* * *
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...
* * *
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!
* * *
“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!
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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?
* * *
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!
* * *
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?!
* * *
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.
* * *
As before the bright, royal leader,
Like before a scarlet, fiery sword -
Black infection of shadows and fears -
A horde of enemies is running before the wine!
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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!”
* * *
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!
* * *
The shine of the tiara, the 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!
* * *
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!
* * *
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!
* * *
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.
* * *
I greedily inhaled all the aromas,
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.
* * *
Prepare wine for wounded love!
Muscat and scarlet, like blood.
Flood the fire, sleepless, hidden,
And entangle your soul in string silk again.
* * *
There is no love in those who are not tormented by violence,
There is damp smoke in that twig.
Love is a bonfire, blazing, sleepless...
The lover is wounded. He is incurable!
* * *
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!
* * *
Until the wind carries away even a spark,
Inflame her with the joy of the vines!
While at least the shadow remains of the same strength, -
Unravel the knots of your fragrant braids!
* * *
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.”
* * *
“Don’t drink, Khayyam!” Well, how can I explain to them?
That I don’t agree to live in the dark!
And the shine of the wine and the wicked gaze of the sweet one -
Here are two brilliant reasons to drink!
* * *
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!
* * *
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!
* * *
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.
* * *
Is scarlet rosehip tender? You are more tender.
Is the Chinese idol curvy? You are more magnificent.
Is the chess king weak in front of the queen?
But I, fool, am weaker in front of you!
* * *
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,
O sweet cup of tender enchantment!
* * *
“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..."
* * *
“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...
* * *
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...
* * *
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.
* * *
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!
* * *
Today is an orgy - with my wife,
The barren daughter of empty Wisdom,
I divorce! Friends, I'm delighted too
And I will marry the daughter of a simple vine...
* * *
Venus and the Moon have not seen
The earthly shine is sweeter than wine.
Sell wine? Even though gold is weighty,
The mistake of poor sellers is clear.
* * *
The huge ruby of the sun shone
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.
* * *
“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.
* * *
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!
* * *
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?
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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!
* * *
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.
* * *
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...
* * *
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...
* * *
I am 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!
* * *
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.
* * *
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!
* * *
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!”
* * *
“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.
* * *
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.”
* * *
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."
* * *
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.”
* * *
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.”
* * *
– 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.
* * *
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.
* * *
- 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.
* * *
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!”
* * *
“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!
* * *
“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!
* * *
“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.
* * *
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!..”
* * *
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.
* * *
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.”
* * *
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.
* * *
What's a scarlet poppy? Blood sprayed out
From the wounds of the Sultan, taken by the earth.
And in the hyacinth - it broke out from the ground
And the young lock curled again.
* * *
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...
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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!
* * *
God is in the veins of days. All life is 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.
* * *
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.”
* * *
Doubt, faith, ardor of living passions -
Game of air bubbles:
That one flashed like a rainbow, and this one was gray...
And they will all fly away! This is people's lives.
* * *
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!”
* * *
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.
* * *
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.
* * *
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.”
* * *
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!
* * *
How! With the gold of merit to pay for rubbish -
For this life? An agreement has been imposed
The debtor is deceived, weak... And they will drag him to court
No talking. Clever lender!
* * *
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!
* * *
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?
* * *
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!
* * *
Filling life with the temptation of bright days,
Filling the soul with the flame of passions,
God demands renunciation: here is the cup -
It’s full: bend it and don’t spill it!
* * *
You put our heart into a dirty lump.
You let an insidious snake into heaven.
And to the person - You are the accuser, aren't you?
Hurry up and ask him to forgive you!
* * *
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?
* * *
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.
* * *
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!
* * *
All the joys you desire - tear them off!
Wide the cup of happiness!
Heaven will not appreciate your hardships.
So flow, wine, songs, overflowing!
* * *
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...
* * *
Be a freethinker! Remember our pledge:
“The saint is narrow, the hypocrite is cruel.”
Khayyam’s sermon sounds stubborn:
“Be a robber, but be wide-hearted!”
* * *
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.
* * *
In wine I see the scarlet spirit of fire
And the shine of needles. Cup for me
Crystal - a living fragment of the sky.
“What about Night? And Night is the eyelashes of Day..."
* * *
Always be in good spirits, drink more,
Don't trust the wretched wisdom of people,
And say: “Life is a poor bride!
The dowry is in my gaiety.”
* * *
Yes, the vine is at your heels
She pestered me, to the dervishes' laughter.
But from my soul, like from metal,
The key, perhaps, to heaven is being forged.
* * *
From scarlet lips - reach for another love.
Christ, Venus - invite everyone to the feast!
With the wine of love, soften the untruths of life.
And the days, like tender brushes, tear them up.
* * *
Great - throw some grains in the fields!
It’s more beautiful to throw the sun into our souls!
And subjugate free people to Good
More beautiful than giving freedom to slaves.
* * *
Be softer to people! Do you want to be wiser? —
Don't hurt with your wisdom.
Fight with the offender - Fate, be bold.
But swear not to offend people!
* * *
The heart asked: “Teach at least once!”
I started with the alphabet: “Remember – “Az”.
And I hear: “Enough! Everything is in the initial syllable,
And then – a fluent, eternal retelling.”
* * *
You are crying? That's enough. The storm will end.
Every tear will sparkle like a diamond.
“Let the Night extinguish the world and the sun of the world!”
How?! Stew everything? And children's eyes?
* * *
Close the Koran. Look around freely
And think for yourself. Good - always share.
Evil - never remember. And so that with my heart
To rise up - bend down to the fallen.
* * *
A shot bird is my sadness,
She hid, the dull pain melted away.
Hurry up the wine! Singing sounds of the flute!
Lights, flowers - I’m joking and cheerful!
* * *
We cannot change what the days have in store for us!
Don't cause alarm, don't go dark
The shining remnant of azure days.
Your moment is short! Be blessed and appreciate!
* * *
A thrown ball will not say: “No!” and “Yes!”
The player threw - fly headlong there!
They will not ask us: they will take us into the world and throw us.
Heaven decides where everyone goes.
* * *
The hand stubbornly draws a sentence.
Is it written? End! And from now on
The lines will not be moved and the words will not be washed away
All our tears, wisdom and reproach.
* * *
He caught us and covered us with a bowl of heaven,
The wise man is scared. Happy is he who is in love.
Clinging to sweet life! He pressed his lips to her
The jug is above the bowl - so he is above it!
* * *
For whom is it easy? To inexperienced hearts.
And in words - to deep sages.
And I looked into the eyes of cruel secrets
And he went into the shadows, envying the blind.
* * *
Keep it like a secret. Don't tell everyone:
There was paradise, there was shine, untouched by anything
And for Adam there’s immediate trouble:
They made me sad and drove me out completely!
* * *
There are boundaries in the fields. Stream, Spring is all around.
And the girl comes to me with wine,
Beautiful Moment! And start thinking about the eternal -
And it’s over: you have your tail between your legs like a puppy!
* * *
Universe? - my fleeting glance!
Lakes of tears? - all from her alone!
What the hell? - The burn of my mental anguish.
And heaven is just a reflection of earthly joy!
* * *
Fill the ocean with pebbles
They want saints. A hopeless plan!
They scare you with hell, they tempt you with heaven...
Where are the messengers from these distant countries?
* * *
Isn't it strange? - how long until now
People have gone into an unknown space
And not a single one returned from there.
If I had told everything, the argument would have been over!
* * *
"Forward! There are bright sheaves of sun there!”
“Where is the road?” - heard from the crowd.
“I found... I will find...” - But it will sound alarming
The last cry: “It’s dark, and there’s no path!”
* * *
Have you sinned, are you confused, Khayyam?
Don't bother Heaven with your tears.
Be sincere! And wait for death calmly:
There is either the Abyss or Pity for us!
* * *
Oh, if only it would shine in the desert
The living spring sparkled with moisture!
Like crumpled grass, rising,
The fallen traveler would come to life and stand up.
* * *
Where is the color of the trees? The sparkle of spring roses?
Days, who took away the seven-colored cup?..
But there is still greenery near the water, in the gardens...
The rubies of the vines' clothing burned through...
* * *
I haven’t kissed so many lips!
What joys I didn’t know!
And everything went away... Some kind of disembodied dream
Everything that I touched so greedily!
* * *
Who needs it, your sad sigh?
It is impossible for the feast to die out in confusion!
Have you been promised heaven? So settle down here
Otherwise, the calculation for the future is bad!
* * *
Attention, wanderer! Distance is unreliable.
Fiery steel snakes from his hands.
And the deceptively bitter sweetness beckons
From behind the fence are tender almonds.
* * *
Among the lawn there is a shadow like an island,
Under the tree. He beckons, he’s not far away!..
Wait, two steps there from the dusty road!
What if the abyss lies across?
* * *
Without eating apples from a tree in heaven,
The blind puppy hid in its crevice.
And those who eat it can see: the first day of creation
He started an empty crowd for centuries.
* * *
To the very edge of the sown fields!
There, where the silence of the steppes is in the wind!
There, before the throne of the golden desert,
Slaves, Sultan - everyone can breathe freely!
* * *
Get up! The East has thrown a stone into the cup of darkness!
Let's go, caravans of stars! The darkness is exhausted...
And catches the tower of the proud Sultan
Hunter-Sun in a fiery snare.
* * *
The potter was sculpting and standing nearby
Clay jug: handle and oval...
And I recognized the Sultan’s bare skull,
And I recognized the hand, the hand of a beggar!
* * *
“The treasure is not in gold, it’s in the mind!”
Not the poor pathetic one in life's prison!
Look: the heads of the violets are drooping,
And the roses fade in the lush fringe.
* * *
Sultan! By the brilliance of star fire
For centuries your horse has been saddled.
And where he touches the ground with his hoof,
Golden dust will come out ringing.
* * *
"Some bread, fresh water
And the shadow..." Tell me, but why then
Brilliant, proud sultans?
Why slaves and beggars then?
* * *
Yesterday on the roof of the Shah's palace
The raven sat down. Skull of the Proud Shah
He held it in his claws and asked: “Where are the pipes?
Trumpet the glory of the Shah endlessly!
* * *
The great king Bayram lived in the palaces.
There are lizards there. The lion spends the night there.
Where is the king? Wild onager catcher
Caught forever - in the worst of pits.
* * *
Shall we talk some sense into it? It's easier to burn the sea!
Wherever there is happiness, there is a crack and a leak!
Is the jug full? Touch it and it will spill.
Take the empty one! Safer to take care of.
* * *
Earthly life is a momentary ringing groan.
Where are the ashes of the heroes? Scattered by the wind,
Swirling pink dust in the sun...
Earthly life is a floating dream in the rays.
* * *
Khayyam expanded the tent for Wisdom, -
And thrown by Death into the fiery fire.
Khayyam's tent was cut down by an Angel.
The gold pattern was sold for the songs.
* * *
No need for lights, servants! How many bodies!
Intertwined, and their faces are like chalk.
In the vague darkness... And where is the Darkness forever?
No lights needed: the holiday is over!
* * *
White horse of Day, black horse of Night,
Flying through the world to the palace of earthly dreams:
Some things you really need to turn a blind eye to
Statuses of Omar Khayam, said about life - that something in this life needs to be accepted, and something, on the contrary, needs to be let go. It's not easy to understand this issue, right?
- You live in the world, this is true. But it is also true that a separate world lives within you.
- There is an exit. You somehow found the entrance...
- No matter how bad you feel, always take a step forward.
- You need to leave this life. From the lives of those with whom you often feel bad.
- Sometimes honesty is great, sometimes it's terrible. But, you know, she always saves time.
- If you have done a bad thing and regret it, life will definitely punish you, don’t worry.
- Everyone makes mistakes. And only the wise recognize them!
- Sometimes staying close is generous. But there is not a drop of love there.
- All lovers are different, but no one ever forgives you for not loving yourself.
- You can only forgive when you show where your limits are.
- If you realize that you are forgiving too much, then it is time to say goodbye.
- Love begins with caring. Don't believe everything else.
- People can change roles, but they rarely change themselves.
- If you don't feel what you really want, how are you going to succeed?
- Sometimes you only need to take one step to live a happy life. But it seems overwhelming...
- Be ready to change everything. To suffer and say that everything is fine with you is much, much worse.
- If you want to be truly beautiful, do good deeds.
- Don’t even try to be rude to a person who is kind to you, otherwise you will have to suck up to someone who hates you.
- Sometimes it's important to just give yourself time, no matter how much you want to see the end result.
- You will never become strong if everything you do goes too well.
- If you decide to believe what you see, remember that salt looks the same as sugar.
- There is a lot of good in the world. Make it even bigger.
- If you truly believe in yourself, many things become possible.
- When you don't know how things will turn out, just assume that everything will be fine.
- When you are silent, only those who truly love you will understand you.
- Take a step towards a new life. This way you will become much stronger than you seem!
- Well, if you feel that you don’t need it, just get up and leave. There is no need to fulfill other people's wishes.
Statuses collected from quotes by Omar Khayyam are definitely not for everyone. But if you feel that you like this format, feel free to change the status line.
The era of Omar Khayyam, which gave birth to his wise sayings.
Omar Khayyam (18.5.1048 - 4.12.1131) lived during the Eastern Middle Ages. Born in Persia (Iran) in the city of Nishapur. There he received a good education.
The outstanding abilities of Omar Khayyam led him to continue his education in the largest centers of science - the cities of Balkh and Samarkand.
Already at the age of 21, he became a major scientist - mathematician, astronomer. Omar Khayyam wrote mathematical works that were so outstanding that some of them have survived to this day. Some of his books have also reached us.
He left a major scientific legacy, including a calendar according to which the entire East lived from 1079 until the mid-19th century. The calendar is still called that way: the Omar Khayyam Calendar. This calendar is better and more accurate than the later introduced Gregorian calendar, which we live by now.
Omar Khayyam was the wisest and most educated man. Astronomer, astrologer, mathematician, horoscope specialist - everywhere he was an advanced, greatest scientist.
Still, Omar Khayyam became especially famous for his wise sayings, which he rhymed in quatrains - rubai. They have reached our time, there are many hundreds of them on different topics: about life, about love, about God, about wine and women.
We will get acquainted with some of the wise sayings of Omar Khayyam, dear readers, here.
