I want a heart which is split, part by part, because of the pain of separation from God, so that I might explain my longing and complaint to it.
RumiHow will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire.
RumiYesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.
Rumi