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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Love is the sea where intellect drowns.
Interpretation
Love can overwhelm rational thought and understanding.
This quote by Rumi illustrates the idea that love is a powerful and consuming force that can submerge our logical thinking. In this metaphor, the sea represents the vast, deep, and sometimes turbulent nature of love, while intellect refers to our rational mind, suggesting that when we immerse ourselves in love, our intellect can get lost or overshadowed by the intensity of our emotions.
In practice
Using this quote at a wedding to highlight the overwhelming nature 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
The man who foolishly does me wrong, I will return to him the protection of my most ungrudging love; and the more evil comes from him, the more good shall go from me.
Love is the magician that pulls man out of his own hat.
Like a jar you housed the infinite tenderness, and the infinite oblivion shattered you like a jar.
Richard wondered how the marquis managed to make being pushed around in a wheelchair look like a romantic and swashbuckling thing to do.
The highest form of love is the love that allows for intimacy without the annihilation of difference.
Maybe the poets are right. Maybe love is the only answer.
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