Rumi

That hurt we embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change.

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

He is a letter to everyone. You open it. It says, Live.

There's a hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness. We are lutes, no more, no less. If the soundbox is stuffed full of anything, no music.... When you're full of food and drink, Satan sits where your spirit should.

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

Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings.... Leave and don't look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you're sometimes crescent, sometimes full.

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I've lived too long where I can be reached.

How can I know anything about the past or the future, when the light of the Beloved shines only Now.

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

Work in the invisible world at least as hard as you do in the visible.

A secret freedom opens through a crevice you can barely see.

All religions, all this singing, one song. The differences are just illusion and vanity. The sun’s light looks a little different on this wall than it does on that wall, and a lot different on this other one, but it’s still one light.

Do not worry if all the candles in the world flicker and die. We have the spark that starts the fire.

Half-heartedness doesn't reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at meanspirited roadhouses.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

Beyond the rightness or wrongness of things there is a field, I'll meet you there

If you are wholly perplexed and in straits, have patience, for patience is the key to joy.

Not the ones speaking the same language, but the ones sharing the same feeling understand each other.

Carry your baggage towards silence , when you seek the signs of the way.

There is no way into Presence except through a love exchange.

You suppose you are the trouble_x000D_ But you are the cure_x000D_ You suppose that you are the lock on the door_x000D_ But you are the key that opens it_x000D_ It's too bad that you want to be someone else_x000D_ You don't see your own face, your own beauty_x000D_ Yet, no face is more beautiful than yours.