Rumi, fully Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rumi

Rumi, fully Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rumi

Persian Poet, Jurist, Theologian and Sufi Mystic, Known as “Rumi” meaning “the Roman”

Author Quotes

You are a volume in the divine book A mirror to the power that created the universe Whatever you want, ask it of yourself Whatever you’re looking for can only be found Inside of you

You have read about the inspired spring. Drink from there. Be companions with those whose lips are wet with that water. Others, even though they may be your father or your mother, they’re your enemies. Leave, before they kill you! The pathless path opens whenever you genuinely say, There is no Reality but God. There is only God.’

You wander from room to room hunting for the diamond necklace that is already around your neck!

You are an ocean in a drop of dew, all the universes in a thin sack of blood. What are these pleasures then, these joys, these worlds that you keep reaching for, hoping they will make you more alive?

You knock at the door of Reality. You shake your thought wings, loosen your shoulders, and open.

You were born with potential. You were born with goodness and trust. You were born with ideals and dreams. You were born with greatness. You were born with wings. You are not meant for crawling, so don't. You have wings. Learn to use them and fly.

You are an ocean of knowledge, hidden in a dew drop.

You know what love is? It is all kindness, generosity. Disharmony prevails when You confuse lust with love, while The distance between the two is endless.

You yourself are your own barrier. Rise from within it.

You are not one; you are a Thousand. Just Light your Lantern.

You lack a foot to travel? Then journey into yourself and like a mine of rubies receive the sunbeams print. Out of yourself such a journey will lead you to yourself, it leads to transformation of dust into pure gold!

Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise. Whoever feels himself walking on the path, and refuses to praise that man or woman steals from others every day is a shoplifter! The sun became full of light when it got hold of itself. Angels only began shining when they achieved discipline. The sun goes out whenever the cloud of not-praising comes. The moment the foolish angel felt insolent, he heard the door close.

You are quaffing drink from a hundred fountains: whenever any of these hundred yields less, your pleasure is diminished. But when the sublime fountain gushes from within you, no longer need you steal from the other fountains.

You may make a jewelry flower out of gold and rubies and emeralds, but it will not have fragrance.

Your essence is gold hidden in dust. To reveal its splendor, you need to burn in the fire of Love.

You are so weak. Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave till it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.

You must ask for what you really want. Don't go back to sleep. The door is round and open. Don't go back to sleep.

Your grief for what you've lost lifts a mirror up to where you're bravely working.

You are the deep innerness of all things, the last word that can be spoken. To each of us you reveal yourselves differently: to the ship as coastline, to the shore as ship.

You must lance an ulcer to heal it. You must tear down parts of an old building to restore it, and so it is with a sensual life that has no spirit in it.

Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralyzed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds' wings.

You are the drop, and the ocean you are kindness, you are anger, you are sweetness, you are poison.

You personify God's message. You reflect the King's face. There is nothing in the universe that you are not Everything you want, look for it within yourself you are that.

Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you've grown, lifting.

The intellectual is always showing off, the lover is always getting lost. The intellectual runs away. afraid of drowning; the whole business of love is to drown in the sea.

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Persian Poet, Jurist, Theologian and Sufi Mystic, Known as “Rumi” meaning “the Roman”