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.
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Have you ever gotten breathless before from a beautiful face, for i see you there, my dear.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the overwhelming beauty and emotional impact one can feel when seeing someone they love.
Rumi conveys the idea that encountering a beautiful person can leave one breathless, highlighting the deep emotional and physical responses that love can evoke. The quote suggests that love is not just a feeling but a profound experience that can take one's breath away, as it combines physical attraction with an intimate connection to the beloved.
In practice
In a wedding speech to express deep affection for a partner.
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
Each time anyone comes in contact with us, they must become different and better people because of having met us. We must radiate God's love.
This is my child. I planted it. I saw it grow. I loved it. Don't cut it down.
I'm lying in my bed, blanket is warm, this body will never keep me safe from harm. I still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole. If only you'd come back to me. To feel you at my side, wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied.
If he were less well trained, and less careful, he would say hate. But he canβt say it; it is too close to passion, and passion is too close to love, and love is amor deliria nervosa, the deadliest of all deadly things: It is the reason for the games of pretend, for the secret selves, for the spasms in the throat.
We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore.
Well, I can't describe her exactly-except to say that she was beautiful. She was-tremendously alive.
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