Rumi Quotes
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A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.
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I was dead, then alive. Weeping, then laughing. The power of love came into me, and I became fierce like a lion, then tender like the evening star.
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Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!
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But can you think of anyone who's not hazy with smoke?
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Come to the orchard in Spring. There is light and wine, and sweethearts in the pomegranate flowers. If you do not come, these do not matter. If you do come, these do not matter.
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Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made the key.
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Tear off the mask. Your face is glorious.
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Flow down and down in always widening rings of being.
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Let yourself becoming living poetry
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This moment is all there is.
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All religions. All this singing. One sone. Peace be with you.
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There is another language beyond language, another place beyond heaven and hell. Precious gems come from another mine, the heart draws light from another source.
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Make your last journey from this strange world soar for the heights where there is no more separation of you and your home.
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Your boundaries are your quest.
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Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.
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A servant wants to be rewarded for what he does. A lover wants only to be in love's presence, that ocean whose depth will never be known.
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Oh you, straying heart, just come! Oh you, aching liver, just come! If the path to the gate is closed, Take the way by the wall, but come!
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There are lovers content with longing. I’m not one of them.
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In the house of lovers, the music never stops, the walls are made of songs & the floor dances
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Love said to me, there is nothing that is not me. Be silent.
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Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
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Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames
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Oh soul, you worry too much. Your arms are heavy with treasures of all kinds.
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There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. and the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling! At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language door and open the lovers window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window.