The Ripe FigNow that You live here in my chest,anywhere we sit is a mountaintop.And those other images,which have enchanted peoplelike porcelain… — Rumi Copy Share Image
The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Whenever Beauty looks, Love is also there; Whenever beauty shows a rosy cheek Love lights Her fire from that flame. When beauty… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Every midwife knows that not until a mother’s womb softens from the pain of labor will a way unfold and the infant… — Rumi Copy Share Image
What strange beings we are! That sitting in hell at the bottom of the dark, we're afraid of our own immortality. — Rumi Copy Share Image
And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice. — Rumi Copy Share Image
We began as mineral. We emerged into plant life, and into the animal state, and then into being human, and always we have forgotten… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Sometimes you hear a voice through the door calling you... This turning toward what you deeply love saves you. — Rumi Copy Share Image
“You’ve so distracted me, your absence fans my love. Don’t ask how. Then you come near. “Do not…” I say, and “Do not…,” you… — Rumi Copy Share Image
There is something to be said for anyone who sits alone with dignity and silently begs for God. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Tis easy to break an idol, very easy: to regard the self as easy to subdue is folly, folly. — Rumi Copy Share Image
