Submitted by admin on Mon, 08/15/2016 - 19:21

a cartoon of Rumi Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.

I am neither of the East nor of the West, no boundaries exist within my breast.

It may be that the satisfaction I need depends on my going away, so that when I've gone and come back, I'll find it at home.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.

The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.