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Rumi Quotes - Page 59

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I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.

I Wish I Could Give You A Taste Of The Burning Fire Of Love. There Is A Fire Blazing Inside Of Me. If I Cry About It, Or If I Don’t, The Fire Is At Work, Night And Day.

Night, Fire, Giving

When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools, dig a way out through the bottom of the ocean.

Ocean, Water, Way

Rumi (2015). “Selected Poems”, p.86, Penguin UK

Nearness to God is common to us all, Because we're all created and sustained by God, But only the authentically noble Possess and live that nearness That's a constant upswelling passion of love.

Love, Passion, Noble

We Are All the Same Listen to the reeds as they sway apart; Hear them speak of lost friends. At birth, you were cut from your bed, Crying and grasping in separation. Everyone listens, knowing your song. You yearn for others who know your name, And the words to your lament. We are all the same, all the same, Longing to find our way back; Back to the one, back to the only one.

Love, Song, Cutting

If you do not possess the staff of caution and discrimination, use the eyes of him who sees. If there is no staff of caution and discrimination, do not wander on the road without a guide.

Eye, Use, Discrimination

What the sayer of praise is really praising is himself, by saying implicitly, My eyes are clear." Likewise, someone who criticizes is criticizing himself, saying implicitly, "I can't see very well with my eyes so inflamed.

Eye, Praise, Criticize

Rumi (2015). “Selected Poems”, p.101, Penguin UK

Love Is the Treasure The temple of love is not love itself; True love is the treasure, Not the walls about it. Do not admire the decoration, But involve yourself in the essence, The perfume that invades and touches you- The beginning and the end. Discovered, this replaces all else, The apparent and the unknowable. Time and space are slaves to this presence.

Wall, Love Is, Essence

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi, “The Temple Of Love”

If you want to ascend like the Prophet to the sky of immortality, know this very well: Fasting is your Arabian stallion.

Sky, Want, Fasting

Last night my teacher taught me the lesson of Poverty: Having nothing and wanting nothing.

Teacher, Night, Lessons

When it's cold and raining,you are more beautiful.And the snow brings meeven closer to your lipsThe inner secret, that which was never born,you are that freshness, and I am with you now.I can't explain the goings,or the comings. You enter suddenly,and I am nowhere again.Inside the majesty

Beautiful, Rain, Snow

You fill yourself with the sharp pain of love, rather than its fulfillment.

Pain, Fulfillment

What? Are you still pretending you are separate from the Beloved?

Beloved, Pretending, Stills

A divine dance appears in the soul and the body at the time of peace and union.Anyone can learn the dance, just listen to the music.

Compassion, Soul, Body

In each moment the fire rages, it will burn away a hundred veils. And carry you a thousand steps toward your goal.

Fire, Goal, Veils

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say. I don't plan it. When I'm outside the saying of it, I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

Quiet, Speak, Plans

Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi, “Who Says Words With My Mouth?”

I have no fear to burn my mouth and throat I’m ready to drink every flame and more.

Flames, Mouths, No Fear

If I Separated Myself From You . . . I Would Turn Entirely Thorn!

Turns, Ifs

Rumi (2015). “Selected Poems”, p.40, Penguin UK

Place a padlock on your throat and hide the key.

Keys, Padlocks, Speech

What you're seeking is seeking you.

Seeking

Both light and shadow are the dance of Love.

Spiritual, Wisdom, Light

Lo, for I to myself am unknown, now in God's name what must I do?

Who I Am, Names, Finding Yourself

Raise your words, not your voice.

Voice, Raises, Raise Your Voice

If your knowledge of fire has been turned to certainty by words alone, then seek to be cooked by the fire itself. Don't abide in borrowed certainty. There is no real certainty until you burn; if you wish for this, sit down in the fire.

Courage, Real, Fire

I've said before that every craftsman searches for what's not there to practice his craft.

Practice, Crafts, Emptiness

Rumi (2014). “'Another city'. a selectionf of poems from the Persian”, p.49, Lulu.com

There are many winds full of anger, and lust and greed. They move the rubbish around, but the solid mountain of our true nature stays where it's always been.

Integrity, Moving, Wind

Jelaluddin Rumi (2000). “Feeling the Shoulder of the Lion: Poetry and Teaching Stories of Rumi”, p.91, Shambhala Publications

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