Rumi Quotes
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What hurts you, blesses you. Darkness is your candle.
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Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself
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The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
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If the foot of the trees were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me.. For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.
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Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more - more unseen forms become manifest to him.
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The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.
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Someone who does not run toward the allure of love walks a road where nothing lives. But this dove here senses the love hawk floating above, and waits, and will not be driven or scared to safety.
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Don't make the body do what the spirit does best, and don't put a big load on the spirit that the body could easily carry.
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The lion is most handsome when looking for food.
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Be suspicious of what you want.
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Look at the moon in the sky, not the one in the lake.
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Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.
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The soul is here for its own joy.
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Love calls – everywhere and always. We're sky bound. Are you coming?
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A strange passion is moving in my head My heart has become a bird which searches in the sky. Every part of me goes in different directions. Is it really so that the one I love is Everywhere?
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Everything you possess of skill, and wealth, and handicraft, wasn't it first merely a thought and a quest?
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If the wine drinker has a deep gentleness in him, he will show that when drunk. But if he has hidden anger and arrogance, those appear.
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Forget safety. Live where you fear to live. Destroy your reputation. Be notorious.
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To live without you is to be robbed of love and what is life without it? To live without you is death to me, my love but some call it life.
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The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.