When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside. – Rumi
Some nights stay up till dawn,
as the moon sometimes does for the sun.
Be a full bucket pulled up the dark way
of a well, then lifted out into light.
An eye is meant to see things.
The soul is here for its own joy.
A head has one use: For loving a true love.
Feet: To chase after.
Love is for vanishing into the sky. The mind,
for learning what men have done and tried to do.
Mysteries are not to be solved: The eye goes blind
when it only wants to see why.
A lover is always accused of something.
But when he finds his love, whatever was lost
in the looking comes back completely changed.
— Rumi, Night and Sleep
Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of moon. — Rumi
A mountain keeps an echo deep inside. That’s how I hold your voice. — Rumi
A thousand half-loves must be forsaken to take one whole heart home. – Rumi