In the middle of my heart, a star appeared, and the seven heavens were lost in its brilliance. — Rumi Astronomy Copy Share Image
What shall I say, O Muslims, I know not myself, I am neither a Christian, nor a Jew, nor a Zoroastrian, nor… — Rumi Christian Copy Share Image
“Let yourself be sliently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love. It will not lead you astray.” — Rumi Copy Share Image
The here-and-now mountain is a tiny piece of a piece of straw blown off into emptiness. — Rumi Emptiness Copy Share Image
“Words are ways we add up breath, counting stress and syllable with our exacting musical knack that takes us farther and farther… — Rumi Language Copy Share Image
Your worst enemy is hiding within yourself, and that enemy is your nafs or false ego. — Rumi Ego Copy Share Image
Oh, wandering One, if you are in search of the greatest treasure, don't look outside. Look within, and seek That. — Rumi Greatest treasure Copy Share Image
Actually, your soul and mine are the same. We appear and disappear with each other. — Rumi Copy Share Image
Beg of God the removal of envy, that God may deliver you from externals, and bestow upon you an inward occupation, which… — Rumi Attention Copy Share Image
Peaceful is the one who's not concerned with having more or less. Unbound by name and fame, he is free from sorrow… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Don’t knock on any random door like a beggar. Reach your long hand out to another door, beyond where you go on… — Rumi Copy Share Image
There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you? You feel the separation from the… — Rumi Beloved Copy Share Image
If you can't smell the fragrance don't come into the garden of Love. if you are unwilling to undress don't enter into… — Rumi Copy Share Image
Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs… — Rumi Copy Share Image
“When ink joins with a pen, then the blank paper can say something. Rushes and reeds must be woven to be useful… — Rumi Blank paper Copy Share Image
Physical existence is so cramped.We grow old and bent over like embryos.Nine months passes;it is time to be born. The lamb wants… — Rumi Copy Share Image
