Rumi Quotations | Page 9

There is no salvation for the soul but to fall in love.

We alchemists look for talent that can heat up and change. Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back, well-enough getting by? Not here.

Love is the sea where intellect drowns.

O Seeker, pain and suffering make one aware of God.

The sweetness and delights of the resting-place are in proportion to the pain endured on the Journey. Only when you suffer the pangs and tribulations of exile will you truly enjoy your homecoming.

For only when faithfulness turns to betrayal And betrayal into trust Can any human being become part of the truth.

All your restlessness is out of your desire for stillness Just desire restlessly, then, love will fill and still you. All your unhealthiness is out of your desire for health, Just abandon health, then, even poison will heal you...

It's no good giving my heart and my Soul because you already have these. So I've brought you a mirror. Look at yourself and remember me.

All loves are a bridge to Divine love. Yet, those who have not had a taste of it do not know!

Soul, a moving river. Body, the riverbed.

Flowers every night Blossom in the sky; Peace in the Infinite, At peace am I.

Look at me as many times as you wish, but you won’t get to know me! Since you have last seen me, I’ve changed a hundred times!

The armies of the day have chased the army of the night, Heaven and earth are filled with purity and light.

The body's a mirror of heaven: Its energies make angels jealous. Our purity astounds seraphim. Devils shiver at our nerve.

We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat!...

You are dreaming your thirst when the water you want is inside the big vein on your neck.

I should sell my tongue and buy a thousand ears when that One steps near and begins to speak.

Love's creed is separate from all religions.

I feel like the earth, astonished at fragrance borne in the air, made pregnant with mystery from a drop of rain.

I am your own voice echoing off the walls of God

From the urgent way lovers want each other to the seeker's search for truth, all moving is from the mover. Every Pull Draws Us To The Ocean.

Thinking gives off smoke to prove the existence of fire. A mystic sits inside the burning. There are wonderful shapes in rising smoke that imagination loves to watch. But it's a mistake to leave the fire for that filmy sight. Stay here at the flame's core.

The wine of this fleeting world caused your head to ache.

The Ripe FigNow that You live here in my chest,anywhere we sit is a mountaintop.And those other images,which have enchanted peoplelike porcelain dolls from China,which have made men and women weepfor centuries, even those have changed now.What used to be pain is a lovely benchwhere we can rest under the roses.A left hand has become a right.A dark wall, a window.A cushion in a shoe heel,the leader of the community!Now silence. What we sayis poison to someand nourishing to others.What we say is a ripe fig,but not every bird that flieseats figs.

Physical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born. The lamb wants to graze green daylight. There are ways of being born twice,of coming to where you fly,not individually like birds, but as the sun moves with his bride,sincerity.

Loaves of bread remind us of sunlight, but when we are inside that orb,we lose interest in building ovens,in millwork and the preparation of fields before the planting.

Fish love the ocean. Snakes move like earth-fish inside a mountain,well away from seawater. Certain sunfish,though,turn snakes into ocean lovers.

Let people catch something from your heart that will cause no discomfort, but help them to sing.

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it. RUMI, attributed, Conquest of Abundance: A Tale of Abstraction Versus the Richness of Being Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

If you follow the ways in which you were trained, which you may have inherited, for no other reason than this, you are illogical.

We must die to become true human beings.

Earth tries to work sorcery on us, saying Tomorrow, Tomorrow, but we outwit that spell by enjoying this now.

Pure souls, didn’t I tell you not to be seduced by this colorful world for I am the Ultimate Painter.

Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river. When the ocean is searching for you, don't walk into the river. Listen to the ocean.

The mind says there is nothing beyond the physical world; the HEART says there is, and I've been there many times.

Be like a river in generosity and giving help. Be like a sun in tenderness and pity. Be like night when covering other's faults. Be like a dead when furious and angry. Be like earth in modesty and humbleness. Be like a sea in tolerance. Be as you are or as you look like.

There is no worse torture than knowing intellectually about love and the way.

Through love all that is bitter will be sweet.

Since I was cut from the reedbed I have made this crying sound. Anyone separated from someone he loves understands what I say. Anyone pulled from a Source longs to go back.

Muhammad says, 'Love of one's country is a part of the faith.' But don't take that literally! Your real 'country' is where you're heading, not where you are. Don't misread that hadith.

Who says the eternal being does not exist? Who says the sun has gone out? Someone who climbs up on the roof and closes his eyes tight, and says, I don't see anything.

The only thing that will keep you from finding that which you seek is calling off the search.

We've given up making a living, its all this crazy love poetry now!

No sickness worse than imagining thyself to be perfect can afflict thy soul.

Everything is emptiness. Everything else, accidental. Emptiness brings peace to your loving. Everything else, disease. In this world of trickery, emptiness is what your soul wants.

There's hidden sweetness in the stomach's emptiness.

Let Silence speak to you about the secrets of the universe.

Love opens my chest, and thought returns to its confines.

A thief loves the night. I am day. I reveal essences.

Some huge work goes on growing. How could one person´s words matter? Where you walk heads pop from the ground. What is one seed head compared to you? On my death day I´ll know the answer. I have cleared this house, so that your work can, when it comes, fill every room. I slide like an empty boat pulled over the water.

The images we create could turn into wild beasts and tear us to pieces.

In things spiritual, there is no partition, no number, no individuals. How sweet is the oneness-unearth the treasure of Unity.

Sit with lovers and choose their state. Do not stay long with those who are not living in the heart.

Don't grieve for what doesn't come. Some things that don't happen keep disasters from happening.

The thirsty look for water, but water also looks for thirsty.

Live at the empty heart of paradox. I'll dance with you there, cheek to cheek.

A warm, rainy day-this is how it feels when friends get together. Friend refreshes friend then, as flowers do each others, in a spring rain.

Raise your words, not your voice.

Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full.

Whatever lifts the corners of your mouth, trust that

In love’s country, language doesn’t have its place. Love is mute.

Don't seek the water; get thirst.

Don't stray from your Heart's intent.

I've said before that every craftsman searches for what's not there to practice his craft.

Fling me across the fabric of time and the seas of space. Make me nothing and from nothing-everything.

The satiated person and the hungry one do not see the same thing when they look upon a loaf of bread.

The way to heaven is within. Shake the wings of love-when love's wings have become strong, there is no need to trouble about a ladder.

I am pure light, not just a fistful of clay. The shell is not me, I came as the royal pearl within. Look at me not with outward eye but with inward vision of the heart; Follow me there and see how unencumbered we become.

When love is not accepted move on; when love is not appreciated walk away; hopefully time will teach what real, true love is.

We bury our seeds and wait, Winter blocks the road, Flowers are taken prisoner underground, But then green justice tenders a spear

Throw off your tiredness. Let me show you one tiny spot of the beauty that can't be spoken.

You are the Soul and the medicine for what wounds the Soul.

Water in the boat is the ruin of the boat, but water under the boat is its support.

There is something to be said for anyone who sits alone with dignity and silently begs for God.

If my head holds one thought wise and clear, it's You. Poor as I am, what I hold dear is You. No matter how I see myself, I'm nothing ... Anything I am entirely is You!

Disharmony prevails when you confuse Lust with LOVE, while the distance between the two is endless!

Keep silence, be mute. If you have not yet become the tongue of GOD, be an ear!

If I Separated Myself From You . . . I Would Turn Entirely Thorn!

Listen . Keep silent . You are not gods mouthpiece. Try to be an ear.

When you stop admiring yourself and let the eyes of the heart open your vision to vast other worlds then all you do, will become admirable

Oh lovers, where are you going? Who are you looking for? Your beloved is right here.

Love is the Water of Life Everything other than love for the most beautiful God is agony of the spirit, though it be sugar- eating. What is agony of the spirit? To advance toward death without seizing hold of the Water of Life.

If you put on shoes that are too tight and walk out across an empty plain, you will not feel the freedom of the place unless you take off your shoes. Your shoe-constriction has you confined. At night before sleeping you take off the tight shoes, and your soul releases into a place it knows. Dreams glide deeper.

Always remember you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, smarter than you think and twice as beautiful as you'd ever imagined. Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself

When I run after what I think I want, my days are a furnace of stress and anxiety; if I sit in my own place of patience, what I need flows to me, and without pain. From this I understand that what I want also wants me, is looking for me and attracting me. There is a great secret here for anyone who can grasp it.

God's purpose for man is to acquire a seeing eye and an understanding heart." "God gave you life and bestowed upon you his attributes; eventually you will return to him." "The rewards of life and devotion to God are love and inner rapture, and the capacity to receive the light of God.

In the desire of the One to know Himself, We exist.

Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.

Listen with ears of tolerance! See through the eyes of compassion! Speak with the language of love

The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.

There is a life in you, search that life, search the secret jewel in the mountain of your body.

Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.

You don't live on the earth, you are passing through it.

Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that.

Everything you see has its roots in the unseen world. The forms may change, yet the essence remains the same.

Whatever happens to you, don't fall in despair. Even if all the doors are closed, a secret path will be there for you that no one knows. You can't see it yet but so many paradises are at the end of this path...Be grateful! It is easy to thank after obtaining what you want, thank before having what you want.

When the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.

Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop.

What a piece of bread looks like depends on whether you are hungry or not.

Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.