Rumi Quotes

Through love all that is bitter will be sweet.

Knowing that conscious decisions and personal memory are much too small a place to live, every human being streams at night into the loving nowhere, or during the day, in some absorbing work.

O Beloved, where is the Beloved?

O tongue you are an endless treasure. O tongue, you are also an endless disease.

Turning toward what you deeply love saves you

If I hold you with my emotions, you'll become a wished-for companion.

Don't insist on going where you think you want to go. Ask the way to the spring.

No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.

I am a child whose teacher is LOVE surely my master won't let me grow to be a fool.

War, like children's fights, are meaningless, pitiless, and contemptible.

Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river.

When you are dead, seek for your resting place not in the earth, but in the hearts of men.

The kitchen of the body darkens the lives of lovers. Fasting came to enlighten them.

Let the Beloved be a hat pulled down firmly on my head.

Words can fertilize space now and then; don't deny yourself becoming enriched.

You, ignorant of the way of Love, set Me free.

I am so small I can hardly be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your eyes. They are small, but they see enormous things.

Any one in love will have no religion.

What I had thought of before as God, I met today in a human being.

And if one of our instruments breaks, it doesn't matter. We have fallen into the place where everything is music.

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

Awake asleep ought to be with us - So he may see dreams in wakefulness.

Whoever is sitting with friends is in the midst of a flower garden, though he may be in the fire. Whoever sits with an enemy is in the fire, even though he is in the midst of a garden.

Your heart mirrors not His love, Rusty with your sins it is, Remove this rust and you shall Perceive how Glorious He is.

Every bird will follow it's specie.

The here-and-now mountain is a tiny piece of a piece of straw blown off into emptiness.

My beloved grows right out of my own heart. How much more union can there be.

Those loves which are for the sake of a colour are not love. In the end they are a disgrace.

Empathy is even better than talking in one language

There is a window between heart and heart: They are never separate like two bodies. Two lamps may not be united in their form - But their light merges into each other.

What is a tiny insignificant seed that, when Spring arrives, It should not be annihilated for a tree to arrive.

How far is the light of the moon from the moon? How far is the taste of candy from the lip?

Body of earth, don't talk of earth Tell the story of pure mirrors The Creator has given you this splendor-- Why talk of anything else?

No better love than love with no object

In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances

The day is conscious of itself.

Be drunk with Love, for Love is all that exists. Where is intimacy found if not in the give and take of Love.

There is some kiss we want with the whole of our lives.

You are a fountain of the sun's light. I am a willow shadow on the ground. You make my raggedness silky.

Shams, my body is a candle touched with fire.

Listen to presences inside poems.

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

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.

Sell your presence and purchase bewilderment.

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

Idle man, chases after fairy tales.

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

I open and fill with LOVE and what is not LOVE ... evaporates!

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

Jesus was lost in his love for God.