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
She loved him so much she concealed his name in many phrases, the inner meanings known only to her.
Interpretation
The quote expresses deep love and the idea of secret meanings shared between lovers.
This quote by Rumi highlights the unique and profound bond that exists in deep love. It suggests that true affection often involves a level of intimacy where one person communicates their feelings and connections in subtle, hidden ways, ensuring that the deeper meanings are understood only by the one they love, reinforcing the special nature of their relationship.
In practice
A romantic dinner setting where one partner explains the significance of their favorite song for both of them.
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 sun's gone dim, and the moon's gone black. For I loved him, and he didn't love back.
This sky where we live is no place to lose your wings so love, love, love.
A flower without a stem, is beauty waiting to die. A heart without love, is a tear waiting to cry.
I wasn't in love with her. And she didn't love me. For me the question of love was irrelevant. What I sought was the sense of being tossed about by some raging, savage force, in the midst of which lay something absolutely crucial. I had no idea what that was. But I wanted to thrust my hand right inside her body and touch it, whatever it was.
So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart still be as loving, And the moon still be as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul outwears the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, And the day returns too soon, Yet we'll go no more a-roving By the light of the moon.
Love does not cause suffering: what causes it is the sense of ownership, which is love's opposite.
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