Author: Rumi

Quotes

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

- Rumi

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

- Rumi

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.

Grief can be the garden of compassion. If you keep your heart open through everything, your pain can become your greatest ally in your life's search for love and wisdom.

- Rumi

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.

- Rumi

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, Through Love all that is copper will be gold, Through Love all dregs will become wine, through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

- Rumi

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They're in each other all along.

- Rumi

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

We are born of love; Love is our mother.

- Rumi

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again.

- Rumi

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

You left and I cried tears of blood. My sorrow grows. Its not just that You left. But when You left my eyes went with You. Now, how will I cry?

- Rumi

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