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Where lowland is, that's where water goes. All medicine wants is pain to cure.
Rumi
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And watch two men washing clothes, one makes dry clothes wet. The other makes wet clothes dry. they seem to be thwarting each other, but their work is a perfect harmony. Every holy person seems to have a different doctrine and practice, but there's really only one work.
Rumi
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Whoever's calm and sensible is insane!
Rumi
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We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.
Rumi
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Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast! For when you do, you will see thousands of rose gardens in yourself.
Rumi
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You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.
Rumi
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You could string a hundred endless days together, My soul would find no comfort from this pain. You laugh at my tale? You may be educated But you haven’t learned to love till you’re insane
Rumi
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Start a huge, foolish project, like Noah…it makes absolutely no difference what people think of you.
Rumi
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Be a lamp, or a lifeboat, or a ladder. Help someone's soul heal. Walk out of your house like a shepherd.
Rumi
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For the thirst to possess your love, Is worth my blood a hundred times.
Rumi
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Love is a river. Drink from it.
Rumi
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With passion pray. With passion make love. With passion eat and drink and dance and play. Why look like a dead fish in this ocean of God?
Rumi
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If you want to be more alive, love is the truest health.
Rumi
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There's no one with intelligence in this town except that man over there playing with the children, the one riding the stick horse. He has keen, fiery insight and vast dignity like the night sky, but he conceals it in the madness of child's play.
Rumi
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This that is tormented and very tired, tortured with restraints like a madman, this heart.
Rumi
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You are a lover of your own experience ... not of me ... you turn to me to feel ur own emotion
Rumi
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Lovers move like lightning and wind. No contest. Theologians mumble, rumble-dumble, necessity and free will, while lover and beloved pull themselves into each other.
Rumi
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If the Beautiful One is not inside you, then what is that Light hidden under your cloak?
Rumi
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Either give me more wine or leave me alone.
Rumi
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The wailing of broken hearts is the doorway to God.
Rumi
