My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don't harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don't teach what you do not know.
RumiRead
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 !
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep, profound love and longing for a beloved who embodies the essence of existence.
Rumi's words highlight the speaker's overwhelming love and appreciation for a divine or romantic figure who represents the ultimate truth and beauty. The contrast between the desire to express this love through praise and the feeling of being unable to articulate it suggests a profound connection that transcends mere words, evoking both joy and heartache.
In practice
In a wedding speech to express the depth of love shared between the couple.
My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don't harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don't teach what you do not know.
The Law of Wonder rules my life at last, _x000D_ ...I burn each second of my life to Love _x000D_ Each second of my life burns out in Love _x000D_ In each leaping second Love lives afresh.
Lovers have heartaches _x000D_ That can't be cured by drugs _x000D_ Or sleep, _x000D_ Or games, _x000D_ But only by seeing their beloved.
Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence, you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is. Where they come from never goes dry. It is an always flowing spring.
Whatever you keep hidden in your heart, God _x000D_ manifests in you outwardly. Whatever the root of _x000D_ the tree feeds on in secret, affects the bough and _x000D_ the leaf.
Come on sweetheart let's adore one another before there is no more of you and me
I had forgotten how much light there is in the world, till you gave it back to me.
If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.
Those were the words she wanted to hear and she finally surrendered to the temptation of believing them.
I have often prayed for you like this Let me have her
Their lips were four red roses on a stalk.
Romance has been elegantly defined as the offspring of fiction and love.
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