I profess the religion of love, Love is my religion and my faith. My mother is love My father is love My… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself — Rumi Copy Share Image
Speak any language, Turkish, Greek, Persian, Arabic, but always speak with love — Rumi Copy Share Image
My soul is my guide, for my soul is of that abode. I will not speak of the earthly. I am of… — Rumi Copy Share Image
When you see anyone complaining of such and such a person's ill-nature and bad temper, know that the complainant is bad-tempered, forasmuch… — Rumi Copy Share Image
This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I… — Rumi Copy Share Image
I should sell my tongue and buy a thousand ears when that One steps near and begins to speak. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Speak little, learn the words of eternity. Go beyond your tangled thoughts and find the splendor of paradise. — Rumi Copy Share Image
We Are All the Same Listen to the reeds as they sway apart; Hear them speak of lost friends. At birth, you… — Rumi Copy Share Image
The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak. — 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
