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
Moonlight floods the whole sky from horizon to horizon; How much it can fill your room depends on its windows.
Interpretation
The impact of good influences in life depends on how open we are to receive them.
In this quote, Rumi uses the metaphor of moonlight to illustrate that while opportunities and insights are abundant, our personal boundaries and openness determine how much of that light we allow into our lives. The βwindowsβ represent our perspective and willingness to embrace what surrounds us, suggesting that we limit our experiences by how much we choose to accept and welcome them.
In practice
During a motivational talk about embracing new experiences.
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 always pass on good advice. It is the only thing to do with it. It is never of any use to oneself.
Good temper, like a sunny day, sheds a ray of brightness over everything; it is the sweetener of toil and the soother of disquietude!
Iron rusts from disuse; water loses its purity from stagnation... even so does inaction sap the vigor of the mind.
If we can really understand the problem, the answer will come out of it, because the answer is not separate from the problem.
I would much prefer to suffer from the clean incision of an honest lancet than from a sweetened poison.
Walden is the only book I own, although there are some others unclaimed on my shelves. Every man, I think, reads one book in his life, and this is mine. It is not the best book I ever encountered, perhaps, but it is for me the handiest, and I keep it about me in much the same way one carries a handkerchief - for relief in moments of defluxion or despair.
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