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
All people on the planet are children, except for a very few. No one is grown up except those free of desire.
Interpretation
True maturity comes from overcoming desires and attachments.
Rumi's quote suggests that the essence of humanity lies in our desires, which often lead to immaturity. He points out that only a select few who can free themselves from such desires attain true adulthood, indicating that personal growth and maturity are tied to one's ability to let go of cravings and attachments.
In practice
In a discussion about personal growth at a self-help seminar.
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
To beguile the time, look like the time. Bear welcome in your eye, your hand, your tongue.
Let a man be endowed with ten virtues and have but one fault and the one fault will eclipse and darken all the virtues.
All information is good, even when it is bad.
Feminine power is silent, dark, mysterious, healing, nurturing. A woman can walk into a room and control it. She doesn't even have to open her mouth if she knows where her power is.
I cannot speculate on what our cluttered mind will save- sleepy Sundays, or a nosebleed after love. I know only the dying heart needs the nourishment of memory to live beyond too many winters.
I do not want to be admired. I want to give, to be given, and solitude in which to unfold my possessions.
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