When you are so full of sorrow_x000D_ that you can't walk, can't cry anymore,_x000D_ think about the green foliage that sparkles after_x000D_ the rain. When the daylight exhausts you, when_x000D_ you hope a final night will cover the world,_x000D_ think about the awakening of a young child.
Up from Earth's Centre through the Seventh Gate rose, and on the Throne of Saturn sate; And many a Knot unravel'd by the Road; But not the Master-knot of Human Fate.
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What this quote means
The quote speaks to the complexity of fate and the human experience, reflecting on the journey of life and the mysteries that remain unsolved.
In this quote, Omar Khayyam highlights the journey of life and the pursuit of knowledge and understanding. While one may navigate through many challenges and unravel various mysteries ('Knot's), the ultimate enigma of Human Fate remains unsolved. It suggests that despite our efforts and travels, some aspects of existence are beyond our comprehension, pointing to a deeper philosophical reflection on the nature of life and destiny.
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Example use cases
In a discussion on destiny and free will, this quote can illustrate the complexity of human fate.
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All quotes →Oh! My beloved! fill the cup, that clears to-day of past regrets and future fears.
It’s too bad if a heart lacks fire,_x000D_ and is deprived of the light _x000D_ of a heart ablaze._x000D_ The day on which you are_x000D_ without passionate love_x000D_ is the most wasted day of your life.
So when that Angel of the darker Drink, at last shall find you by the river-brink,_x000D_ _x000D_ And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul forth to your Lips to quaff-you shall not shrink.
A loaf of bread, a jug of wine, and thou.
So I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of Love.
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