701 Quotes by Rumi (Page 3 of 5)

Do not leave me, hide in my heart like a secret, wind around my head like a turban. I come and go as I please, you say, swift as a heartbeat. You can tease me as much as you like but never leave me.

Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full.

Cease looking for flowers! There blooms a garden in your own home.
While you look for trinkets
The treasure house awaits you in your own being.

You must lance an ulcer to heal it. You must tear down parts of an old building to restore it, and so it is with a sensual life that has no spirit in it.

No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God.

When you eventually see through the veils to how things really are, you will keep saying again and again, this is certainly not like we thought it was.

Pour out wine till I become a wanderer from myself; for in selfhood and existence I have felt only fatigue.

Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.

Give yourself completely to the one you call God. If you are not doing it you are wasting your time here.

What is agony of the spirit? To advance toward death without seizing hold of the Water of Life.

Tender words we spoke to one another are sealed in the secret vaults of heaven. One day like rain, they will fall to earth and grow green all over the world.

To live without you is to be robbed of love and what is life without it? To live without you is death to me, my love but some call it life.

If someone asks,
But what is Love?
Answer,
Dissolving the will.

You the one in all, say who I am.
Say I am you.

Where you are, whatever your condition is; Always try to be a lover.

Your real country is where you're heading, not where you are.

O my choice beauty You've gone But your love remains in my heart Your image in my eye O guide on my winding road I keep turning round and round in the hopes of Finding you.

Be wild and crazy and drunk with love,
if you are too careful, love will not find you.

The way to heaven is within.

Wings of Love long only to fly away from all directions.

Last night you left me and slept your own deep sleep. Tonight you turn and turn. I say, 'You and I will be together till the Universe dissolves.' You mumble back things you thought of when you were drunk.

Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly.

You transform all who are touched by you.
Mundane concerns, troubles, and sorrows
dissolve in your presence, bringing joy.

Sell your presence and purchase bewilderment.

The body itself is to reveal the light that's blazing inside your Presence.

I can sense your presence in my Heart although you belong to all the world.

There is nothing I want but your Presence. In friendship, time dissolves.

I never really cared for the things of this world. It was the glow of Your Presence that filled it with beauty.

Let a thousand wrangling desires become one Love.

The beginning of pride and hatred lies in worldly desire, and the strength of your desire if from habit. When an evil tendency becomes confirmed by habit, rage is triggered when anyone restrains you.

O, Great Spirit, open my eyes, open heart's wings, open my ears to your voice in all things.

I cannot sleep in your presence In your absence, tears prevent me you watch me my beloved on each sleepiness night and Only you see the difference.

Heartsick, heartbroken -- to know love is to know pain. What could be more common? Even so, each broken heart is so singular that with it we probe the divine.

Break your pitcher against a rock. We don't need any longer to haul pieces of the ocean around.

Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?

Although the road is never ending take a step and keep walking, do not look fearfully into the distance... On this path let the heart be your guide for the body is hesitant and full of fear.

We've given up making a living, its all this crazy love poetry now!

Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you've grown, lifting.

Things are such that someone lifting a cup, or watching the rain, petting a dog, or singing, just singing -- could be doing as much for this universe as anyone.

Contain all human faces in your own without any judgment of them.

You are not one you are a Thousand. Just Light your Lantern.

We alchemists look for talent that can heat up and change. Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back, well-enough getting by? Not here.

If you love someone, you are always joined with them -- in joy, in absence, in solitude, in strife.

You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !

And you? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?

Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue. If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart.

Listen my love, illumination is eternal. Now is always evolving. As there are billions of stars, there are billions of steps. As there are billions of souls, there are billions of ways to grow.

I am so mad with love that mad men say to me -- be still!

Keep on knocking 'til the joy inside opens a window look to see who's there.

I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I've been knocking from the inside.

Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more time with the roses and jasmines.

Love is a madman, working his wild schemes, tearing off his clothes, running through the mountains.

Ecstatic Love is an ocean, and the Milky Way is a flake of foam floating on it.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed.

A seeing eye is better than three hundred blind men's: The eye can distinguish pearls from pebbles.

I found the Divine within my Heart.

I looked in temples churches and mosques. But I found the Divine within my heart.

I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress -- When by my dying did I ever grow less.

There is one way of breathing that is shameful and constricted. Then, there's another way: a breath of love that takes you all the way to infinity.

Only love itself can explain love and lovers.

Wake up Lovers, It is time to start the Journey! Let us kiss the ground and flow like a river towards the Ocean. Only love can lead the way.

Love is the vital core of the soul. And of all you see, only love is infinite.

In things spiritual, there is no partition, no number, no individuals. How sweet is the oneness-unearth the treasure of Unity.

You wander from room to room Hunting for the diamond necklace That is already around your neck!

If you have not learned to be a passionate lover, do not count your life as lived. On the day of reckoning, it will not be counted.

Listen. Keep silent.
You are not gods mouthpiece.
Try to be an ear.

For hundreds of thousands of years I have been dust-grains floating and flying in the will of the air, often forgetting ever being in that state, but in sleep I migrate back.

In the orchard and rose garden I long to see your face. In the taste of Sweetness I long to kiss your lips. In the shadows of passion I long for your love.

I am dying into your mystery, and dying, I am now no other than that mystery. I open to your majesty as an orchard welcomes rain, and twenty times that.

Every need brings what's needed.
Pain bears its cure like a child.
Having nothing produces provisions.
Ask a difficult question,
And the marvelous answer appears.

Sit quietly and listen for a voice that will say, Be more silent. As that happens, your soul starts to revive.

Snake's poison is life to the snake; it is in relation to man that it means death.

Although you see the pit, you cannot avoid it.

I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.

Your radiance shines
in every atom of creation
yet our petty desires keep it hidden.

What does this patch-sewing mean you ask? Eating and drinking. The heavy cloak of the body is always getting torn. You patch it with food and other ego-satisfactions.

God has allowed some magical reversal to occur, so that you see the scorpion pit as an object of desire, and all the beautiful expanse around it as dangerous and swarming with snakes.

I will be waiting here.... For your silence to break, For your soul to shake, For your love to wake!

Know that the mirror of the heart is boundless... Here, opinions become silent, otherwise they will lead you into errors... for the heart is sacred -- even more the heart is sacredness itself.

There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can't hope. The hopers would feel slighted if they knew.

Silence is the root of everything. If you spiral into its void a hundred voices will thunder messages you long to hear.

The spiritual path wrecks the body And afterwards restores it to health. It destroys the house to unearth the treasure, And with that treasure builds it better than before.

We owe thankfulness to God, not sour faces.

No mirror ever became iron again;
No bread ever became wheat;
No ripened grape ever became sour fruit.
Mature yourself and be secure from a change for the worse.
Become the light.

Speak Little. Learn the words of eternity.
Go beyond your tangled thoughts and
find the splendor of paradise.

Why set your heart on a piece ofearth,seek out the source which shines forever.

Bitter your acts, bitter am I, Kindness your deeds, kindness am I, Pleasant and gentle, so you are, Fine honeyed lips and sweet talker.

A lover in life will be a lover in death, a lover in the tomb, a lover in paradise, a lover on the day of resurrection.

Lovers find secret places inside this violent world where they make transactions with beauty.

In your beauty, how to make poems.

A mountain keeps an echo deep inside itself. That's how I hold your voice.

Gamble everything for love, if you're a true human being.

My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.

You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you.

What strikes the oyster shell
doesn't damage the pearl.

Knock, And He'll open the door Vanish, And He'll make you shine like the sun Fall, And He'll raise you to the heavens Become nothing, And He'll turn you into everything.

We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute.

Everything else than sea is a torment to a fish.

The gifts of lovers to one another are, in respect to love, nothing but forms; yet, they testify to invisible love.

The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.

Sing to me in the silence of your heart and I will rise up to hear your triumphant song.

True beauty is a ray That springs from the sacred depths of the soul, and illuminates the body, just as life springs from the kernel of a stone and gives colour and scent to a flower.

Explanation by the tongue makes most things clear, But love unexplained is clearer.

Even though in the world you are the most learned scholar of the time, Behold the vanishing of this world and this time!

Regard a king as someone unconcerned with kingship.

World power means nothing. Only the unsayable, jeweled inner life matters.

Everything that you want, you are already that.

Two there are who are never satisfied -- the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge.

Your body is woven from the light of heaven. Are you aware that its purity and swiftness is the envy of angels and its courage keeps even devils away.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.

All loves are a bridge to Divine love. Yet, those who have not had a taste of it do not know!

Nothing I say can explain to you Divine Love Yet all of creation cannot seem to stop talking about it.

Limp along until your legs are spent, and you fall flat and your energy is drained. Then the grace of the Divine will lift you.

The gates made of light swing open. You see in.

Open the window of your heart and let the Spirit speak.

There is a window from one heart to another heart.

Dance when you're perfectly free.

Stop searching here and there, the jewels are inside YOU.

As you live Deeper in the Heart, the Mirror gets clearer and cleaner.

Giving thanks for abundance is sweeter than the abundance itself.

Wisdom is like the rain. Its source is limitless, but it comes down according to the season.

Suffering is a gift. In it is hidden mercy.

We bury our seeds and wait,
Winter blocks the road,
Flowers are taken prisoner underground,
But then green justice tenders a spear.

Love is such a vast sea, it has neither edges nor ends nor corners.

The moon has become a dancer at this festival of love.

At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language-door and open the love-window. The moon won't use the door, only the window.

Your thoughts are a veil on the face of the Moon. That Moon is your heart, and those thoughts cover your heart. So let them go, just let them fall into the water.

Journey from the self to the Self and find the mine of gold. Leave behind what is sour and bitter and move toward the sweet.

No prayer is complete without presence.

With passion pray. With passion make love. With passion eat and drink and dance and play. Why look like a dead fish in this ocean of God?

Be quiet now and wait. It may be that the ocean one, the one we desire so to move into and become, desires us out here on land a little longer, going our sundry roads to the shore.

Love calls -- everywhere and always. We're sky bound. Are you coming?

There is a Soul within the Soul. Seek it out. There is a Treasure in your mountain. Seek it Out. A mystic in motion, if that's what you are, don't seek out there; seek inside.

The angel is free because of his knowledge, the beast because of his ignorance. Between the two remains the son of man to struggle.

The pure heart is a spotless mirror in which images of infinite beauty are reflected.

Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love. In the depths there is a spring with all the water your heart is thirsty for.

Because I cannot sleep I make music in the night.

Why should I stay at the bottom of a well, when a strong rope is in my hand?

Keep walking, though there's no place to get to. Don't try to see through the distances. That's not for human beings. Move within, But don't move the way fear makes you move.

From the Distance You only See My Light; Come closer and You will Know that I Am You.

Mount the stallion of love and do not fear the path, love's stallion knows the way exactly. With one leap, Love's horse will carry you home.

Don't be the rider who gallops all nightand never sees the horse that is beneath him.

You are the fountain of the sun. I'm the shadow of a willow. You fall upon my forehead. I melt. You slip into my heart. It spills open. You surround me with such sweetness. I make it my home.

What is the body? That shadow of a shadow of your love, that somehow contains the entire universe.

Your longing for ME is my message to you, All your attempts to reach ME, Are in reality MY attempts to reach you.

You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.

Light up the fire of love inside and blaze the thoughts away.

When was the last time you found treasure coffers ensconced in your own house? Treasures always hide among old ruins and wreckage.

Travelers, it is late. Life's sun is going to set. During these brief days that you have strength, be quick and spare no effort of your wings.

My soul is my guide, for my soul is of that abode. I will not speak of the earthly. I am of the unknown.