Rumi Quotes

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.
It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home.
Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.
Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet.
And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.
Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.
Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which will absorb you so that your attention is not drawn away.
Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.
Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.
However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.
I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.
I have no companion but Love, no beginning, no end, no dawn. The Soul calls from within me: 'You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.'
I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.
If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.
Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.
Love will find its way through all languages on its own.
May these vows and this marriage be blessed.
May this marriage be full of laughter, our every day in paradise.
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30 September, 1207
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17 December, 1273
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