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.
In the sea of love, I melt like salt Faith, Doubt - they both dissolve. A star is opening in my heart . The worlds turn in it.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote expresses the transformative power of love and the inner emotional turmoil that comes with it.
Rumi's quote captures the essence of love's ability to dissolve barriers and bring forth deep emotional revelations. The comparison of melting like salt in the sea illustrates how love can engulf and change a person, while also acknowledging the coexistence of faith and doubt in the journey of love. The mention of a star opening in his heart symbolizes an awakening, as love expands the emotional capacity and brings a new perspective to life, where the world is seen through the lens of love's profound impact.
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Example use cases
During a wedding toast, one could reference this quote to highlight the transformative nature of love.
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All quotes →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.
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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
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