Rumi

There's a path from your HEART to mine.

The ground submits to the sky and suffers whatever comes. Tell me, is the Earth worse for giving in like that?

Let your Teacher be Love itself.

I have come to drag you out of yourself and take you into my heart. I have come to bring out the beauty you never knew you had, and lift you like a prayer to the sky.

To wander in the fields of flowers, pull the thorns from your heart.

How could you reach the pearl by only looking at the sea? If you seek the pearl, be a diver: the diver needs several qualities: he must trust his rope and his life to the Friend's hand, he must stop breathing, and he must jump.

I can heal a broken heart with a smile.

Don't get lost in your pain, know that one day your pain will become your cure.

We are the mirror as well as the face in it. _x000D_ We are tasting the taste this minute of eternity. _x000D_ We are pain and what cures pain both. _x000D_ We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours.

Are you searching for the river of your soul? _x000D_ Then come out of your prison. _x000D_ Leave the stream _x000D_ and join the river _x000D_ that flows into the ocean.

The source is within you. And this whole world is springing up from it.

Every midwife knows _x000D_ that not until a mother’s womb _x000D_ softens from the pain of labor _x000D_ will a way unfold _x000D_ and the infant find that opening to be born. _x000D_ Oh friend! _x000D_ There is treasure in your heart, _x000D_ it is heavy with child. _x000D_ Listen. _x000D_ All the awakened ones, _x000D_ like trusted midwives are saying, _x000D_ 'welcome this pain. _x000D_ It opens the dark passage of Grace.

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.

Love is the sea where intellect drowns.

You must ask for what you really want.

Gratitude is the wine for the soul. Go on. Get drunk.

God put thorns around the _x000D_ Love's door to stop anyone _x000D_ who's not a Lover from entering.

If I Separated Myself _x000D_ From You . . . I Would Turn _x000D_ Entirely Thorn!

Listen . Keep silent . _x000D_ You are not gods mouthpiece. _x000D_ Try to be an ear.

The Heart is like a candle, _x000D_ longing to be lit!

Your spirit is mingled with mine what touches you, touches me.