“And while one is brought up with luxury and caresses, and is thrown bewildered and despairing into a dark pit, another is lifted from the pit and raised to a throne where a jeweled crown is placed on his head. The world has no shame in doing this; it is prompt to hand out both pleasure and pain and has no need of us an our doings.”

“Our lives pass from us like the wind, and whyShould wise men grieve to know that they must die?The Judas blossom fades, the lovely faceOf light is dimmed, and darkness takes its place.”

“I turn to right and left, in all the earthI see no signs of justice, sense or worth:A man does evil deeds, and all his daysAre filled with luck and universal praise;Another's good in all he does - he diesA wretched, broken man whom all despise.”

“But all this world is like a tale we hear -Men's evil, and their glory, disappear.”

“From moment then to moment their desireGained strength, and wisdom fled before love's fire;Passion engulfed them, and these lovers layEntwined together till the break of day.”

“Such is the passing that you must leave,All men must die, and it is vain to grieve.”

“جهانا سراسر فسوسی و بادبتو نیست مرد خردمند شاد”