Famous Quotes & Sayings

Rumi

My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk I was.

Rumi

The intellectual quest, though fine as pearl or coral, is not the spiritual search. That spiritual search is on another level. Spiritual wine is a different substance.

Rumi

Do not leave me, hide in my heart like a secret, wind around my head like a turban. "I come and go as I please," you say, "swift as a heartbeat." You can tease me as much as you like but never leave me.

Rumi

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.

Rumi

Sadness to me is the happiest time, When a shining city rises from the ruins of my drunken mind. Those times when I'm silent and still as the earth, The thunder of my roar is heard across the universe.

Rumi

The intellectual quest is exquisite like pearls and coral, But it is not the same as the spiritual quest. The spiritual quest is on another level altogether, Spiritual wine has a subtler taste. The intellect and the senses investigate cause and effect. The spiritual seeker surrenders to the wonder.

Rumi

No longer a stranger, you listen all day to these crazy love-words. Like a bee you fill hundreds of homes with honey, though yours is a long flight from here.

Rumi

Nightingales are put in cages because their songs give pleasure. Whoever heard of keeping a crow?

Rumi

Friends are enemies sometimes, and enemies friends.

Rumi

You think the shadow is the substance.

Rumi

To praise is to praise how one surrenders to the emptiness.

Rumi

Bring the pure wine of love and freedom. But sir, a tornado is coming. More wine, we'll teach this storm A thing or two about whirling.

Rumi

Since Love has made ruins of my heart The sun must come and illumine them. Such generosity has broken me with shame.

Rumi

Peaceful is the one who's not concerned with having more or less. Unbound by name and fame, he is free from sorrow from the world and mostly from himself.

Rumi

Love is an open secret, the most obvious thing in the world and the most hidden, with no why to how it keeps its mystery.

Rumi

There’s a morning when presence comes over your soul. You sing like a rooster in your earth-colored shape. Your heart hears and, no longer frantic, begins to dance.

Rumi

There are no edges to my loving now.

Rumi

Don’t wait any longer. Dive in the ocean, Leave and let the sea be you.

Rumi

This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.

Rumi

Each has to enter the nest made by the other imperfect bird.

Rumi

You are the Essence of the Essence, The intoxication of Love. I long to sing Your Praises but stand mute with the agony of wishing in my heart !

Rumi

I'm in love! Your advice, what are they? Love has poisoned me! Your remedies, what are they? I hear them shout: "fast, Bind him feet!" But if my heart that has gone mad! Those strings on my feet What is the point?

Rumi

I was there in the beginning and I was the spirit of love.

Rumi

To become spiritual, you must die to self, and come alive in the Lord. Only then will the mysteries of God fall from your lips. To die to self through self-discipline causes suffering but brings you everlasting life.

Rumi

If words come out of the heart, they will enter the heart.

Rumi

Your spirit is mingled with mine what touches you, touches me.

Rumi

I have one small drop of knowing in my soul. Let it dissolve in your ocean.

Rumi

God writes spiritual Mysteries on our heart, where they wait silently for discovery.

Rumi

Conventional opinion is the ruin of our souls.

Rumi

My heart is so small it's almost invisible. How can You place such big sorrows in it? "Look," He answered, "your eyes are even smaller, yet they behold the world.

Rumi

If you want to be more alive, love is the truest health.

Tom Robbins

Every individual has to assume responsibility for his or her own actions, even the poor and the young. A social system that decrees otherwise is inviting intellectual atrophy and spiritual stagnation.

Tom Robbins

Like the Arthurian years at Camelot, the Sixties constituted a breakthrough, a fleeting moment of glory, a time when a significant little chunk of humanity briefly realised its moral potential and flirted with its neurological destiny, a collective spiritual awakening that flared brilliantly until the barbaric and mediocre impulses of the species drew tight once more the curtains of darkness.