Darkness may hide the trees and the flowers from the eyes but it cannot hide love from the soul.
RumiThe world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.
RumiFor without you, I swear, the town Has become like a prison to me. Distraction and the mountain And the desert, all I desire.
Rumi