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
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
Interpretation
This quote expresses how love inspires creativity and deep emotional connection.
In this quote, Rumi conveys the profound impact of love on personal expression and creativity. He illustrates how the beloved illuminates his understanding of love and beauty, suggesting that true inspiration arises from the depths of the heart. The imagery of dance within the chest symbolizes the unseen yet powerful influence of love, culminating in the creation of art as a reflection of these emotions.
In practice
Use this quote in a wedding speech to highlight the power of love in inspiring creativity.
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
He loves but little who can say and count in words, how much he loves.
I have so much in me, and the feeling for her absorbs it all; I have so much, and without her it all comes to nothing.
God is love, generosity and forgiveness; if we believe in this, we will never allow our weaknesses to paralyse us.
When I sleepwalk into your room, and pick you up, and hold you up in the moonlight, you cling to me hard, as if clinging could save us. I think you think I will never die, I think I exude to you the permanence of smoke or stars, even as my broken arms heal themselves around you.
She is your treasure, she must have a husband;_x000D_ _x000D_ I must dance bare-foot on her wedding day,_x000D_ _x000D_ And, for your love to her, lead apes in hell.
Might she have loved me? just as well She might have hated, who can tell!
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