From myself I am copper, through you, friend, I am gold. From myself I’m a stone, but through you, I am a… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Through love the devil becomes an angel. Through love stones become soft as butter. Through love grief is like delight. Through love… — Rumi Copy Share Image
True beauty is a ray That springs from the sacred depths of the soul, and illuminates the body, just as life springs… — Rumi Copy Share Image
There’s nothing left of me. I’m like a ruby held up to the sunrise. Is it still a stone, or a world… — Rumi Copy Share Image
How should Spring bring forth a garden on hard stone? Become earth, that you may grow flowers of many colors. For you… — Rumi Copy Share Image
I am the dust in the sunlight, I am the ball of the sun . . . I am the mist of… — Rumi Copy Share Image
We are the mirror, as well as the face in it. We are tasting the taste of eternity this minute. We are… — Rumi Copy Share Image
We are pain and what cures pain, both. We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours. I want to… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Don't run away from grief, o’ soul/ Look for the remedy inside the pain/ because the rose came from the thorn/ and… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Learn to recognize the false dawn from the true; distinguish the color of the wine from the color of the cup. Then… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Let yourself be loved, O Beloved, in the One. And from this One move out into the world, carrying within you the… — 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
