Omar Khayyam — "The pleasures of this world are fleeting, but the sorrows are eternal."

"Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness—And Wilderness is Paradise enow."

"Earth’s Secret to a starting Point of Glass Was solved for me; it was the Glass that was the Cause."

"And those who husbanded the Golden Grain, And those who flung it to the Winds like Rain, Alike to no such aureate Earth are turn'd As, buried once, Men want dug up again."

"The Grape that can with Logic absolute The Two-and-Seventy jarring Sects confute: The sovereign Alchemist that in a trice Life’s leaden Metal into Gold can transmute."

"Indeed the Idols I have loved so long Have done my credit in this World much wrong: Have drown'd my Honour in a shallow Cup, And sold my Reputation for a Song."