Rumi, fully Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rumi

Rumi, fully Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rumi
1207
1273

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

Author Quotes

This love is the rose that blooms forever.

To live without you is to be robbed of love and what is life without it? To live without you is death to me, my love but some call it life.

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are.

We should ask God to help us toward manners. Inner gifts do not find their way to creatures without just respect.

Whatever you lost through fate, be certain that it saved you from pain.

When you go through a hard period, When everything seems to oppose you, ... When you feel you cannot even bear one more minute, NEVER GIVE UP! Because it is the time and place that the course will divert!

Whoever acts with respect will get respect.

Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.

The idol of yourself is the mother of all idols. To regard the self as easy to subdue is a mistake.

The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.

The sword of reality is the saint's protection.

The world's flattery and hypocrisy is a sweet morsel: eat less of it, for it is full of fire. Its fire is hidden while its taste is manifest, but its smoke becomes visible in the end.

There is a way between voice and presence where information flows. In disciplined silence it opens. With wandering talk it closes.

They are the privileged lovers who create a new world with their eyes of fiery passion. Oh God, let all lovers be content. Give them happy endings. Let their lives be celebrations. Let their hearts dance in the fire of your love.

This mirror inside me shows. I can’t say what, but I can’t not know. I run from body. I run from spirit. I do not belong anywhere.

To Love is to be God. Never will a Lover's chest feel any sorrow. Never will a Lover's robe be touched by mortals. Never will a Lover's body be found buried in the earth. To Love is to be God.

Wash in the wisdom-water, so you will have no regrets about the time here. Love is the vital core of the soul, and of all you see, only love is infinite. Your non-existence before you were born is in the sky in the east. Your death is the western horizon, with you here between. The way leads neither east nor west, but in. Test your love-wings and make them strong. Forget the idea of religious ladders. Love is on the roof. Your senses are water sprouts. Drink rain directly off the roof. Water-sprouts are easily damaged and often must be replaced. Say this poem in your chest. Don't worry about how it sounds going through your mouth. A human body is a bow. Breathing and speech are arrows. When the quiver and arrows are used up or lost, there is nothing more for the bow to do.

We were green: we ripened and grew golden. The Sea terrified us: we learned how to drown. Squat and earthbound, we unfolded huge wings. We started sober: are love's startled drunkards. You hide me in your cloak of nothingness reflect my ghost in your glass of being I am nothing, yet appear: transparent dream where your eternity briefly trembles.

When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you are not here, I cannot go to sleep. Praise God for these two insomnias and the difference between them.

When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off; you become lame, abandoned by a fantasy. … People fancy they are enjoying themselves, but they are really tearing out their wings for the sake of an illusion.

Whoever brought me here, will have to take me home.

Work in the invisible world at least as hard as you do in the visible.

The illuminated life can happen now, in the moments left. Die to your ego, and become a True Human Being.

The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.

The thief will enter. No matter what plans you make, no matter what you acquire, the thief will enter from the unguarded side. Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something less.

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First Name
Rumi, fully Jalāl ad-Dīn Muḥammad Rumi
Birth Date
1207
Death Date
1273
Bio

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