"The thoughtful soul to solitude retires." — Omar Khayyam

You know, my friends, with what a brave carouse I made a Second Marriage in my house; favored old barren reason from my bed, and took the daughter of the vine to spouse.

Be happy for this moment. This moment is your life.

A hair divides what is false and true.

There was a door to which I found no key: There was the veil through which I might not see.

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.

The moving finger writes, and having written moves on. Nor all thy piety nor all thy wit, can cancel half a line of it.

When I want to understand what is happening today or try to decide what will happen tomorrow, I look back.

Living Life Tomorrow's fate, though thou be wise, Thou canst not tell nor yet surmise; Pass, therefore, not today in vain, For it will never come again.

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The thoughtful soul to solitude retires.