Quotes from Jalaluddin Rumi

This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.

You know how it is. Sometimes we plan a trip to one place, but something takes us to another.

We may know who we are or we may not. We may be Muslims, Jews or Christians but until our hearts become the mould for every heart we will see only our differences.

Let yourself be drawn by the stronger pull of that which you truly love.

Remember. The way you make love is the way God will be with you.

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

In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.

In the slaughterhouse of love, they kill only the best, none of the weak or deformed. Don't run away from this dying. Whoever's not killed for love is dead meat.

If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it.

Love comes with a knife, not some shy question, and not with fears for its reputation!

You soak up my soul and mingle me. Each drop of my blood cries out to the earth. We are partners, blended as one.

Travel brings power and love back into your life.

The truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

I am yours.Don't give myself back to me.

The way you make love is the way God will be with you.

Come to the orchard in Spring.There is light and wine, and sweetheartsin the pomegranate flowers.If you do not come, these do not matter.If you do come, these do not matter.

If I could repeat it, people passing by would be enlightened and go free.

When someone beats a rug, the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

The deeper the grief, the more radiant the love.

There are as many ways of loving as there are people, and that wildflower variety is the great beauty of this dimension of existence.

You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and thatsight becomes this art.

Last night you left me and sleptyour own deep sleep. Tonight you turnand turn. I say, 'You and I will be togethertill the universe dissolves.'You mumble back things you thought ofwhen you were drunk.

When soul risesInto lipsYou feel the kiss You have wanted

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.