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
To love is human. To feel pain is human. Yet to still love despite the pain is pure angel.
Interpretation
Loving in the face of pain showcases deep human resilience and purity.
This quote by Rumi expresses the inherent qualities of being human: the capacity to love and to experience pain. It emphasizes that despite the hardships and emotional struggles we face, the act of continuing to love, even when it is difficult, reflects an extraordinary purity and strength of spirit, akin to angelic qualities.
In practice
In a speech about overcoming adversity, one might reference this quote to highlight the power of love.
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
When we first meet what we love, we could become poets for our longing. When we are removed from what we love, we become singers of grief and weavers of elegant description.
I truly love my fans. Truly, truly from the heart. That's the real truth. I love them.
Through True Love, she merges with Him. She who does not know her Husband Lord, the Architect of karma, is deluded by falsehood she herself is false.
Love, I find, is like singing.
If there is equality it is in His love, not in us.
You have me like a drawing, erased, coloured in, untitled, signed by your tongue.
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