Rumi Quotes

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

Every object and being in the universe is a jar overflowing with wisdom and beauty,
a drop of the Tigris that cannot be contained by any skin. Every jarful spills and makes the earth more shining, as though covered in satin.

Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river. When the ocean is searching for you, don't walk into the language-river. Listen to the ocean, and bring your talky business to an end Traditional words are just babbling in that presence, and babbling is a substitute for sight.

Do not believe in an absurdity no matter who says it.

Gamble everything for love, if you are a true human being.

This heart sanctuary does exist, but it can't be described. Why try! Solomon goes there every morning and gives guidance
with words, with musical harmonies, and in actions,
which are the deepest teaching. A prince is just
a conceit until he does something with generosity.

The place that Solomon made to worship in, called the Far Mosque, is not built of earth and water and stone, but of intention and wisdom and mystical conversation and compassionate action.

This dance is the joy of existence. I am filled with you. Skin, blood, bone, brain, and soul.
There's no room for lack of trust, or trust. Nothing in this existence but that existence.

From Hallaj, I learned to hunt lions, but I became something hungrier than a lion.

I can't stop pointing to the beauty. Every moment and place says, "Put this design in your carpet!"

Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be.

Disputational knowing wants customers. It has no soul.

There is no reality but God, says the completely surrendered sheik, who is an ocean for all beings.

We talk about this and that. There’s no rest except on these branching moments.

Spring is Christ, Raising martyred plants from their shrouds. Their mouths open in gratitude, wanting to be kissed. The glow of the rose and the tulip means a lamp is inside. A leaf trembles. I tremble in the wind-beauty like silk from Turkestan. The censer fans into flame. This wind is the Holy Spirit. The trees are Mary.