One of the marvels of the world: The sight of a soul sitting in prison with the key in its hand. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Whoever is sitting with friends is in the midst of a flower garden, though he may be in the fire. Whoever sits… — Rumi Copy Share Image
My boat strikes something deep. At first sounds of silence, waves. Nothing has happened; Or perhaps everything has happened. and I am… — Rumi Copy Share Image
In truth everything and everyone Is a shadow of the Beloved, And our seeking is His seeking And our words are His… — Rumi Copy Share Image
A moment of happiness, you and I sitting on the verandah, apparently two, but one in soul, you and I. We feel… — 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
