Rumi

September 30, 1207 Afghanistan – December 17, 1273 Konya, Turkey
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A mind full of fears has no space for dreams The universe is not outside of you. Look inside of you; everything that you want, you already are.

A new moon teaches how one gives birth to self slowly. patience with small details makes perfect a large work, like the universe.

A single spark of God's mercy can turn poison into spring water. Where there is doubt, He establishes certainty.

Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others’ faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.

Darkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul.

Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript of a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that.

Don’t be fooled by my beauty The light of my face comes from the candle of my spirit.

Enter the ruins of your Heart and learn the meaning of Humility. Close both eyes and see the mysteries of your inner eye.

Everyone is so afraid of death, but the real sufis just laugh: nothing tyrannizes their hearts. What strikes the oyster shell does not damage the pearl.

I am merely a guest, born into this world to know the secrets that lie beyond it.

I saw that you were perfect so I loved you. Then I saw you were not that perfect so I loved you even more.

In the ocean are many bright strands and many dark strands like veins that are seen when a wing is lifted up. Your hidden self is blood in those, those veins that are lute strings that make ocean music – not the sad sound of surf, but the sound of no shore.

Let the water settle; you will see the moon and stars mirrored in your being.

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.

Listen. In the silence between your heartbeats bides a summons. Do you hear it? Name it if you must or leave it forever nameless, but why pretend it is not there? Leave that which is not, but appears to be. Seek that which is, but is not apparent.

Love cannot be explained, yet love explains everything.

Love is not an emotion, it's your very existence.

Make everything in you an ear, each atom of your being, and you will hear at every moment what the Source is whispering to you - we are all the beloved of the beloved, and in every moment, in every event of your life, the Beloved is whispering to you exactly what you need to hear and know. Who can ever explain this miracle? It simply is.

My heart is so small it’s almost invisible. How can You place such big sorrows in it? “Look,” He answered, “your eyes are even smaller, yet they behold the world.

My heart, sit only with those who know and understand you. Sit only under a tree that is full of blossoms. In the bazaar of herbs and potions don’t wander aimlessly, find the shop with a potion that is sweet. If you don’t have a measure people will rob you in no time. You will take counterfeit coins thinking they are real. Don’t fill your bowl with food from every boiling pot you see. Not every joke is humorous, so don’t search for meaning where there isn’t one. Not every eye can see, not every sea is full of pearls. My heart, sing the song of longing, like nightingale. The sound of your voice casts a spell on every stone, on every thorn. First, lay down your head, then one by one let go of all distractions. Embrace the light and let it guide you beyond the winds of desire. There you will find a spring and nourished by its sweet waterslike a tree you will bear fruit forever.

My soul and yours are the same, You appear in me, I in you, We hide in each other.

One went to the door of the Beloved and knocked. A voice asked, 'Who is there?' He answered, 'It is I.' The voice said, 'There is no room for Me and Thee.' The door was shut. After a year of solitude and deprivation he returned and knocked. A voice from within asked, 'Who is there?' The man said, 'It is Thee.' The door was opened for him.

Poles apart, I am the colour of dying, you are the colour of being born. Unless we breathe in each other, there can be no garden.

Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say, ‘Be more silent.’ Die and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us. We taste only our sacredness.

Stop the flow of your words, Open the window of your heart and let the spirit speak. Look past your thoughts so you may drink the pure nectar of this moment.

Study me as much as you like, you will not know me, for I differ in a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see. Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon; How much it can fill your room depends on its windows.

The desire to know your own soul will end all other desires.

The flute of the Infinite is played without ceasing, and it's sound is love.

The source is within you and this whole world is pouring from it. The source is full and its waters are overflowing. Do not grieve, drink your fill. Don’t think it will ever run dry, this endless ocean.

The whole universe is contained within a single human being – you.

The world exists as you perceive it. It is not what you see, it is how you see it. It is not what you hear, but how you hear it. It is not what you feel, but how you feel it.

The world is a prison and we are the prisoners: Dig a hole in the prison wall and let yourself out!

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are messengers of overwhelming grief, and unspeakable love.

There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.

This silence, this moment, every moment, if it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need. There’s nothing to believe. Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty. Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say, ‘Be more silent.’ Die and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.

We are stars wrapped in skin. The light you are seeking has always been within.

Wear gratitude like a cloak, And it will feed every corner of your life.

When light returns to its source, it takes nothing of what it has illuminated.

While everyone else is seeking clothes or money, a lover is seeking his beloved.

With every breath I plant the seeds of devotion - I am a farmer of the heart.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to find all the barriers within yourself that you built against it.

Jelaluddin Rumi