Rumi

I have seen the king with a face of Glory, He who is the eye and the sun of heaven, He who is the companion and healer of all beings, He who is the soul and the universe that births souls.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

There is an invisible strength within us; when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, it grows stronger.

Why should I be unhappy? Every parcel of my being is in full bloom.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

If you find the mirror of the heart dull, the rust has not been cleared from its face.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

Water, stories, the body, all the things we do, are mediums that hid and show what's hidden.

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

Oh, bird of my soul, fly away now, For I possess a hundred fortified towers.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor a Muslim.

When I die, I shall soar with angels, and when I die to the angels, what I shall become you cannot imagine.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home.

You know the value of every article of merchandise, but if you don't know the value of your own soul, it's all foolishness.

This is the essence of all sciences - that you should know who you will be when the Day of Reckoning arrives.

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

You've come to know the fortunate and the inauspicious stars, but you don't know whether you yourself are fortunate or lucky.

However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don't give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

The way the Beloved can fit in my heart, two thousand lives could fit in this body of mine. One kernel could contain a thousand bushels, and a hundred worlds pass through the eye of the needle.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.