Rumi Quotes

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

Soul receives from soul that knowledge, therefore not by book nor from tongue. If knowledge of mysteries come after emptiness of mind, that is illumination of heart.

When love first tasted the lips of being human, it started singing.

The ear participates, and helps arrange marriages; the eye has already made love with what it sees. The eye knows pleasure, delights in the body's shape: the ear hears words that talk about all this. When hearing takes place, character areas change; but when you see, inner areas change. If all you know about fire is what you have heard see if the fire will agree to cook you! Certain energies come only when you burn. If you long for belief, sit down in the fire! When the ear receives subtly; it turns into an eye. But if words do not reach the ear in the chest, nothing happens.

Every door is another passage, another boundary we have to go beyond.

Only from the heart can you touch the sky.

LOVE will lay a carpet of treasures under your feet.

When you are with everyone but me, you're with no one. When you are with no one but me, you're with everyone. Instead of being so bound up with everyone, be everyone. When you become that many, you're nothing. Empty.

Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream.

Do thou smile like the rose at loss and gain; For the rose, though its petals be torn asunder, Still smiles on, and it is never cast down.

No better love than love with no objective, no more satisfying work than work with no purpose. If you could give up tricks and cleverness, that would be the cleverest trick!

One drop of that ocean is Hope, and the rest is fear.

When your heart becomes the grave of your secrets, that desire of yours will be gained more quickly. The prophet said that anyone who keeps secret his inmost thought will soon attain the object of his desire. When seeds are buried in the earth, their inward secrets become the flourishing garden.

The meaning of poetry has no sureness of direction; is like the sling, it is not under control.

Since in order to speak, one must first listen, learn to speak by listening.

I am like the heaven, like the moon, like a candle by your glow; I am all reason, all love, all soul, by your soul.

Let yourself be gently pulled by the deeper desire of what you want.

Those who don't feel this love pulling them like a river, those who don't drink dawn like a cup of springwater or take in sunset like a supper, those who don't want to change, let them sleep.

Mount the stallion of love and do not fear the path, love’s stallion knows the way exactly. With one leap, Love’s horse will carry you home.

Don't get lost in your pain, know that one day your pain will become your cure.

Creatures are cups. The sciences and the arts and all branches of knowledge are inscriptions around the outside of the cups. When a cup shatters, the writing can no longer be read. The wine's the thing! The wine that's held in the mold of these physical cups. Drink the wine and know what lasts and what to love. The man who truly asks must be sure of two things: One, that he's mistaken in what he's doing or thinking now. And two, that there is a wisdom he doesn't know yet. Asking is half of knowing.

I made an oath to myself: as long as I live as long as my soul remains in this body I won't deviate from the right way but later I looked to my left and then to my right and I saw our beloved everywhere how could I make a wrong turn?

Suddenly the drunken sweetheart appeared out of my door. She drank a cup of ruby wine and sat by my side. Seeing and holding the lockets of her hair My face became all eyes, and my eyes all hands.

Love risks everything and asks for nothing.

Suffering is a gift; in its hidden mercy

Know that the outward form passes away, but the world of reality remains forever. How long will you play at loving the shape of the jug? Leave the jug; go, seek the water!

If God said, 'Rumi pay homage to everything that has helped you enter my arms,' there would not be one experience of my life, not one thought, not one feeling, nor any act, I would not bow to.

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I've lived too long where I can be reached.

In the sea of love, I melt like salt Faith, Doubt - they both dissolve. A star is opening in my heart . The worlds turn in it.

Heartsick, heartbroken - to know love is to know pain. What could be more common? Even so, each broken heart is so singular that with it we probe the divine.

Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working.

Whenever we manage to love without expectations, calculations, negotiations, we are indeed in heaven.

The friend who knows a lot more than you do will bring difficulties, and grief, and sickness, as medicine, as happiness, as the essence of the moment when you're beaten when you hear Checkmate, and can finally say, I trust you to kill me.

Snake's poison is life to the snake; it is in relation to man that it means "death.

This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.

Even when tied in a thousand knots, the string is still but one.

All language is a longing for home.

A lifetime without Love is of no account Love is the Water of Life Drink it down with heart and soul!

Whatever lifts the corners of your mouth, trust that

Love cannot be described. It must be tasted.

Let us put away our blinders and answer the call to Joy.

You already have the precious mixture that will make you well. Use it.

The kitchen of the body darkens the lives of lovers. Fasting came to enlighten them.

Throw off your tiredness. Let me show you one tiny spot of the beauty that can't be spoken.

You've seen my descent, now watch my rising.

Your mind, this globe of awareness, is a starry universe. When you push off with your foot, a thousand new roads become clear.

I want to sing like the birds sing, not worrying about who hears or what they think.

Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.