All day I think about it, then at night I say it. Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing? I have no idea. My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that, and I intend to end up there.
RumiI have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens. I've been knocking from the inside.
RumiWe alchemists look for talent that can heat up and change. Lukewarm won't do. Halfhearted holding back, well-enough getting by? Not here.
Rumi