Great Rumi Quotes

Lose your soul in God’s Love…  I swear there is no other way !


Love is the soul’s light, the taste of morning, no me, no we, no claim of being.


Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place.


Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.


Every moment, a voice, out of this world, calls on our soul, to wake up and rise.


My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.


Your name is upon my tongue your image is in my sight your memory is in my heart where can I send these words that I write ?


Creatures are cups. The sciences and the arts and all branches of knowledge are inscriptions around the outside of the cups. When a cup shatters, the writing can no longer be read. The wine’s the thing! The wine that’s held in the mold of these physical cups. Drink the wine and know what lasts and what to love. The man who truly asks must be sure of two things: One, that he’s mistaken in what he’s doing or thinking now. And two, that there is a wisdom he doesn’t know yet. Asking is half of knowing.


A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.


Both light and shadow are the dance of Love. Love has no cause, it is the astrolabe of God’s secrets. Lover and loving are inseparable and timeless. Although I may try to describe love, when I experience it, I am speechless. Although I may try to write about love, I am rendered helpless. My pen breaks, and the paper slips away at the ineffable place where lover loving and loved are one. Every moment is made glorious by the light of Love.


Asleep or awake, writing or reading, whatever you do, you must never be without the remembrance of God.


I am weary of personal worrying, in love with the art of madness.


Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.


Creatures are cups. The sciences and the arts and all branches of knowledge are inscriptions around the outside of the cups. When a cup shatters, the writing can no longer be read. The wine’s the thing! The wine that’s held in the mold of these physical cups. Drink the wine and know what lasts and what to love. The man who truly asks must be sure of two things: One, that he’s mistaken in what he’s doing or thinking now. And two, that there is a wisdom he doesn’t know yet. Asking is half of knowing.


Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.


Pale sunlight, pale the wall. Love moves away. The light changes I need more grace than I thought.


Life s picture is constantly undergoing change. The spirit beholds a new world every moment.


To change, you must face the dragon of your appetites with another dragon: the life-energy of the soul.