Rumi

I am not this hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within.

Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.

When you stop admiring yourself _x000D_ and let the eyes of the heart _x000D_ open your vision to vast other worlds _x000D_ then all you do, will become admirable

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

Water in the boat is the ruin of the boat, but water under the boat is its support.

You were born with potential. You were born with goodness and trust. You were born with ideals and dreams. You were born with greatness. You were born with wings. You are not meant for crawling, so don't. You have wings. Learn to use them and fly.

Awe is the salve that will heal our eyes.

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 !

If your knowledge of fire has been turned to certainty by words alone, then seek to be cooked by the fire itself. Don't abide in borrowed certainty. There is no real certainty until you burn; if you wish for this, sit down in the fire.

If you wish mercy, show mercy to the weak.

An eye is meant to see things. The soul is here for its own joy. A head has one use: For loving a true love. Feet: To chase after. Love is for vanishing into the sky. The mind, for learning what men have done and tried to do. Mysteries are not to be solved: The eye goes blind when it only wants to see why. A lover is always accused of something. But when he finds his love, whatever was lost in the looking comes back completely changed.

That moon which the sky never saw even in dreams has risen again

Only from the heart can you touch the sky.

A strange passion is moving in my head My heart has become a bird which searches in the sky. Every part of me goes in different directions. Is it really so that the one I love is Everywhere?

If you wish to shine like day, burn up the night of self-existence. Dissolve in the Being who is everything.

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.

One of the marvels of the world: The sight of a soul sitting in prison with the key in its hand.

O, happy the soul that saw its own faults.

The middle path is the way to wisdom

Let's ask God to help us to self-control for one who lacks it, lacks his grace.

Beware! Don't allow yourself to do what you know is wrong, relying on the thought, Later I will repent and ask God's forgiveness.