Rumi Poetry Quotes

“Do you know what you are?
You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter.
You are a mirror reflecting a noble face.
This universe is not outside of you.
Look inside yourself;
everything that you want,
you are already that.”
― Rumi, Hush, Don't Say Anything to God: Passionate Poems of Rumi

“Lovers find secret places
inside this violent world
where they make transactions
with beauty.”
― Rumi

“You think of yourself
as a citizen of the universe.
You think you belong
to this world of dust and matter.
Out of this dust
you have created a personal image,
and have forgotten
about the essence of your true origin”
― Rumi, Hush, Don't Say Anything to God: Passionate Poems of Rumi

“Unable to perceive the shape of You,
I find You all around me.
Your presence fills my eyes with Your love,
It humbles my heart,
For You are everywhere.”
― Hakim Sanai

“Woman is the light of God.”
― Rumi

“Never lose hope, my heart, miracles dwell in the invisible. If the whole world turns against you keep your eyes on the Friend.”
― Rumi

“There is a loneliness more precious than life. There is a freedom more precious than the world. Infinitely more precious than life and the world is that moment when one is alone with God.”
― Rumi

“On the path of Love we are neither masters nor the owners of our lives. We are only a brush in the hand of the Master Painter.”
― Rumi

“You were born with wings, why prefer to crawl through life?”
― Rumi”
― Rumi

“Somewhere along the way, there develops within the soul a yearning that can no longer be ignored, a craving for the great love affair. We feel it drawing ever closer. It is the greatest of them all. It cannot fail. It is all consuming. It is incomparable. It is the love affair with our own true nature and the source from which it comes. The desire is in all of us but, more often than not, it is ignored for other interests. We wrestle with each interest, trying to make it work, growing with each adventure until the light has grown bright enough for us to reach for it.”
― Donna Goddard, Love's Longing

“What are mere pearls when you’ll become the ocean,
And that bright sun with its revolving motion!”
― Rumi, Masnawi

“Things that can seem malicious or unfortunate are often a blessing in disguise, whereas things that might seem pleasant can be harmful in the long run.”
― Elif Shafak, The Forty Rules of Love

“Outer eyes are the inner eyes’ reflection,
For outer eyes are under their direction....”
― Rumi , Masnawi

“While eyes are shut the pain will not subside,
They yearn to join with light that is outside;
It’s due to your eyes’ light’s attracting pull,
Which seeks light rays as soon as possible.
If your eyes feel some pain while open, then

When blocked of transient light, pain fills your eyes,
So you should open them, if you are wise...”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“Fruits ripen with a little warmth, not fire,
A furnace’s heat fruit does not require....”
― Rumi, Masnawi

“Attraction is possessed by all things here:
Warmth draws warm things, the cold pulls cold things near;
Eternal ones attract each other, while
The worthless just attract the vain and vile;
Those made of fire attract just the same kind;
Those filled with light draw their own sort, you’ll find...”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“What else are mirrors meant for then
But so each knows himself from other men!’
Your mirrors show the husk and not the kernel;
The soul-revealing mirror is eternal:
This mirror for the soul is the saint’s face,
The one who is beyond all time and space—
‘Heart, seek a mirror of this type!’ I’d scream,
‘Reach for the ocean, and not a mere stream!”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“So many prayers request catastrophe,
But God opts not to listen mercifully.”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“Hasan, the Begger:

Believe it or not, they call this purgatory on earth “holy-suffering”. I am a leper stuck in limbo. Neither the dead nor the living want me among them. Mothers point me out on the streets to scare their misbehaving little ones, and children throw stones at me. Artisans chase me from their storefronts to ward off the bad luck that follows me everywhere, and pregnant women turn their faces away whenever they set eyes on me, fearing that their babies will be born defec-tive. None of these people seem to realize that as keen as they are to avoid me, I am far keener to avoid them and their pitiful stares.

Friday is the best day of the week to beg except when it is Ramadan, in which case the whole month is quite lucrative. The last day of Ramadan is by far the best time to make money. That is when even the hopeless penny-pinchers race to give alms, keen to compensate for all their sins, past and present. Once a year, people don't turn away from beggars. To the contrary, they specifically look for one, the more miserable the better. So profound is their need to show off how generous and charitable they are, not only do they race to give us alms, but for that single day they almost love us.

I’ve realized that the trees and I had something in common. A tree shedding its leaves in autumn resembled a man shedding his limbs in the final stages of leprosy. I am naked tree. My skin, my organs, my face are falling apart. Every day another part of my body abandons me. And for me, unlike the trees, there would be no spring in which I would blossom. What I lost, I lost forever. When people looks at me, they don’t see who I am but what I am missing. Whenever they places a coin in my bowl, they do so with amazing speed and avoid any eye contacts, as if my gaze is contagious. In their eyes I am worse than a thief or a murderer. As much as they disapproves of such outlaws, they don’t treat them as if they are invisible. When it comes to me, however, all they see is death staring them in the face. That's what scares them--to recognize that death could be this close and this ugly.”
― Elif Shafak, The Forty Rules of Love

“Didn't I Tell You

Didn’t I tell you
Do not leave me for I am your only Friend,
I am the spring of life.
Even if you leave in anger for thousands of years
You will come back to me for I am your goal and your end.

Didn’t I tell you
not to be seduced by this colorful world
for I am the Ultimate Painter.

Didn’t I tell you
you are a fish do not go to dry land
for I am the deep Sea.

Didn’t I tell you
not to fall in the net like birds
for I am your wings and the power of light.

Didn’t I tell you
not to let them change your mind and turn you to ice
for I am your fire and warmth.

Didn’t I tell you
they will corrupt you and make you forget
that I am the Spring of all virtues.

Didn’t I tell you
not to question my actions
for everything falls into order, I am the Creator.

Didn’t I tell you
your heart can guide you home
because it knows that I am your Master.

***
Translation by Azima Melita Kolin and Maryam Mafi
Rumi: Hidden Music
HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, 2001
***”
― Rumi

“لا ترفع صوتك، واصدح بكلماتك؛
فإن الزهور يُنبتها الغيث، لا الرعد.”
― عبدالرحمن أبوذكري, كل يوم

“What else are mirrors meant for then,
But so each knows himself from other men....”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“What else are mirrors meant for then
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But so each knows himself from other men!’
Your mirrors show the husk and not the kernel;
The soul-revealing mirror is eternal:
This mirror for the soul is the saint’s face,
The one who is beyond all time and space—
‘Heart, seek a mirror of this type!’ I’d scream,
‘Reach for the ocean, and not a mere stream!”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“A jasper from a pearl you can distinguish
The day belief in your self you relinquish,”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“From a snake-catcher someone stole a snake;
The fool saw as success this huge mistake
From that snake’s bite its owner thus was spared,
It killed the thief who’d now become ensnared.
The owner saw the thief as he lay dead:

I’d prayed to find this wretch eventually
To claim my snake, then take it home with me
Thank heavens, God chose not to answer it:

So many prayers request catastrophe,
But God opts not to listen mercifully.”
― Jawid Mojaddedi, The Masnavi: Book Two

“We are not in pursuit of happiness; we are searching for a reason to be happy. That reason gives meaning to life, and that meaning is our purpose in life.”
― Dr. Farid Mostamand

“We are not in pursuit of happiness; we are searching for a reason to be happy. That reason gives meaning to life, and that meaning is our purpose in life.”
― Farid Mostamand, Open Your Eyes

“Didn’t I tell you

Do not leave me for I am your only Friend,
I am the spring of life.
Even if you leave in anger for thousands of years
You will come back to me for I am your goal and your end.

Didn’t I tell you
not to be seduced by this colorful world
for I am the Ultimate Painter.

Didn’t I tell you
you are a fish do not go to dry land
for I am the deep Sea.

Didn’t I tell you
not to fall in the net like birds
for I am your wings and the power of light.

Didn’t I tell you
not to let them change your mind and turn you to ice
for I am your fire and warmth.

Didn’t I tell you
they will corrupt you and make you forget
that I am the Spring of all virtues.

Didn’t I tell you
not to question my actions
for everything falls into order, I am the Creator.

Didn’t I tell you
your heart can guide you home
because it knows that I am your Master.

— Translation by Azima Melita Kolin and Maryam Mafi
Rumi: Hidden Music
HarperCollins Publishers Ltd, 2001”
― Rumi

“A lover asked his beloved, Do you love yourself more than you love me?

The beloved replied,
I have died to myself and I live for you.

I've disappeared from myself and my attributes.
I am present only for you.

I have forgotten all my learnings,
but from knowing you
I have become a scholar.

I have lost all my strength,
but from your power
I am able.

If I love myself
I love you.
If I love you
I love myself”
― Deepak Chopra

“در دل و جان خانه کردی عاقبت

هر دو را دیوانه کردی عاقبت

من تو را مشغول می‌کردم دلا

یاد آن افسانه کردی عاقبت”
― Rumi, گلچینی از غزلیات شمس تبریزی