Do you think I know what I'm doing? That for one breath or half-breath I belong to myself? As much as a pen knows what it's writing, or the ball can guess where it's going next.
RumiBe with those who help your being. Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath comes cold out of their mouths.
RumiThis discipline and rough treatment are a furnace to extract the silver from the dross. This testing purifies the gold by boiling the scum away.
RumiLove Is the Treasure The temple of love is not love itself; True love is the treasure, Not the walls about it. Do not admire the decoration, But involve yourself in the essence, The perfume that invades and touches you- The beginning and the end. Discovered, this replaces all else, The apparent and the unknowable. Time and space are slaves to this presence.
Rumi