I am dying into your mystery, and dying, I am now no other than that mystery. I open to your majesty as an orchard welcomes rain, and twenty times that.
RumiWhen you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off; you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy. โฆPeople fancy they are enjoying themselves, but they are really tearing out their wings for the sake of an illusion.
RumiSell your cleverness and buy bewilderment. Cleverness is mere opinion. Bewilderment brings intuitive knowledge.
Rumi