And if the Wine you drink, the Lip you press, End in the Nothing all Things end in—Yes—Then fancy while thou art, thou art but what Thou shalt be—Nothing—Thou shalt not be less.
Poet, mathematician, astronomer
Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, Stanza LXXIV
c. 11th-12th century
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Humorous