Quotes by Persian Authors - Page 4

Don't turn away. Keep your gaze on the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Make it your habit to behold the Light without the glass, so that when the glass is shattered you may not be left blind.
Jalaluddin Rumi
What can I do, Muslims? I do not know myself.I am neither Christian nor Jew, neither Magian nor Muslim,I am not from east or west, not from land or sea,not from the shafts of nature nor from the spheres of the firmament,not of the earth, not of water, not of air, not of fire.I am not from the highest heaven, not from this world,not from existence, not from being.I am not from India, not from China, not from Bulgar, not from Saqsin,not from the realm of the two Iraqs, not from the land of Khurasan.I am not from the world, not from beyond,not from heaven and not from hell.I am not from Adam, not from Eve, not from paradise and not from Ridwan.My place is placeless, my trace is traceless,no body, no soul, I am from the soul of souls.I have chased out duality, lived the two worlds as one.One I seek, one I know, one I see, one I call.He is the first, he is the last, he is the outer, he is the
Jalaluddin Rumi
Notice how each particle moves.Notice how everyone has just arrived here from a journey.Notice how each wants a different food.Notice how the stars vanish as the sun comes up, and how all streams stream toward the ocean.Look at the chefs preparing special plates for everyone, according to what they need.Look at this cup that can hold the ocean.Look at those who see the face.Look through Shams’ eyes into the Water that is entirely jewels.
Jalaluddin Rumi
A learned man who doesn’t restrain his passions is like a blind man holding a torch, he guides others but not himself.
Shaykh Sa di
With life as short as a half taken breath, don't plant anything but love.
Jalaluddin Rumi
It's your road, and yours alone.others may walk it with you,but no one can walk it for you.
Jalaluddin Rumi
The Ego is a veil between humans and God’.”“In prayer all are equal.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Your depression is connected to your insolenceand refusal to praise. Whoever feels himself walking on the path, and refuses to praise--that man or womansteals from others every day--is a shoplifter!The sun became full of light when it got hold of itself.Angels only began shining when they achieved discipline.The sun goes out whenever the cloud of not-praising comes.The moment the foolish angel felt insolent, he heard the door close.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Whatever is produced in haste goes hastily to waste.
Saadi
If you want money more than anything,you will be bought and sold.If you have a greed for food,you will become a loaf of bread.This is a subtle truth.Whatever you love, you are.
Jalaluddin Rumi
You know how it is. Sometimes we plan a trip to one place, but something takes us to another.
Jalaluddin Rumi
The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live. Breathe before it's gone.
Jalaluddin Rumi
If you will but aspireYou will attain to all that you desire.Before an atom of such need the SunSeems dim and mirky by comparison.It is life's strength, the wings by which we flyBeyond the further reaches of the sky.
Farid ud-Din Attar
Half of life is lost in charming others.The other half is lost in going through anxieties caused by others.Leave this play. You have played enough.
Rumi
You are my wine, my joy,My garden, my springtime,My slumber, my repose,Without you, I can't cope.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.
Jalaluddin Rumi
When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.
Jalaluddin Rumi
The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Don't you know Yet? It is your light that lights the World.
Jalaluddin Rumi
You’ve seen the world, and all you’ve seen is nothing; and everything, as well, that you have said and heard is nothing. You’ve sprinted everywhere between here and the horizon; it is nothing. And all the possessions you’ve treasured up at home are nothing.
Omar Khayyám
All people are brave when their power is rising.
Abū Muslim
In the silence of loveyou will find the spark of life
Jalaluddin Rumi
I waitwith silent passionfor one gestureone glancefrom you
Jalaluddin Rumi
My wails of sorroware tormenting my soul
Jalaluddin Rumi
My BelovedKnow that my beloved in hidden from everyoneKnow that she is beyond the belief of all beliefsKnow that in my heart she is as clear as the moonKnow that she is the life in my body and in my soul
Jalaluddin Rumi
You erased my famine, unpicked my angerYour energy charges my voice, it radiates my heart;Now I am alive with the ore of words pouringFrom my lips like molten lava glittering with joy.
Jalaluddin Rumi
I love my friendsneither with my heart nor with my mind. Just in case…Heart might stop. Mind can forget. I love them with my soul. Soul never stops or forgets.
Jalaluddin Rumi
If metal can be polishedto a mirrorlike finish,what polishing might the mirrorof the heart require?Between the mirror and the heartis this single difference:the heart conceals secrets,while the mirror does not.
Jalaluddin Rumi
If Light Is In Your HeartYou Will Find Your Way Home.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Don't turn your head. Keep looking at the bandaged place. That's where the light enters you.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.
Jalaluddin Rumi
These pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.
Jalaluddin Rumi
If you desire healing,let yourself fall illlet yourself fall ill.
Jalaluddin Rumi
The cure for pain is in the pain.
Jalaluddin Rumi
My tomb shall be in a spot where the north wind may scatter roses over it.
Omar Khayyám
All peoples and nations are of one family, the children of one Father, and should be to one another as brothers and sisters.
Bahá'u'lláh
Did I Not Say To YouDid I not say to you, “Go not there, for I am your friend; in this mirage of annihilation I am the fountain of life?” Even though in anger you depart a hundred thousand years from me, in the end you will come to me, for I am your goal. Did I not say to you, “Be not content with worldly forms, for I am the fashioner of the tabernacle of your contentment?” Did I not say to you, “I am the sea and you are a single fish; go not to dry land, for I am your crystal sea?” Did I not say to you, “ Go not like birds to the snare; come, for I am the power of flight and your wings and feet?” Did I not say to you, “ They will waylay you and make you cold, for I am the fire and warmth and heat of your desire?” Did I not say to you, “ They will implant in you ugly qualities so that you will forget that I am the source of purity to you?” Did I not say to you, “Do not say from what direction the ser- vant’s affairs come into order?” I am the Creator without directions. If you are the lamp of the heart, know where the road is to the house; and if you are godlike of attribute, know that I am your Maser.
Jalaluddin Rumi
When I was a child, I saw God,I saw angels;I watched the mysteries of higher and lower worlds. I thought all men saw the same. At last I realized that they did not see.....
Shams Of Tabriz
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.First, to let go of life.In the end, to take a step without feet;to regard this world as invisible,and to disregard what appears to be the self.Heart, I said, what a gift it has beento enter this circle of lovers,to see beyond seeing itself,to reach and feel within the breast.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love.Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
Rumi
Listen, O drop, give yourself up without regret,and in exchange gain the Ocean.Listen, O drop, bestow upon yourself this honor,and in the arms of the Sea be secure.Who indeed should be so fortunate?An Ocean wooing a drop!In God's name, in God's name, sell and buy at once!Give a drop, and take this Sea full of pearls.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Every child has known God,Not the God of names,Not the God of don'ts,Not the God who ever doesAnything weird,But the God who knows only 4 wordsAnd keeps repeating them, saying:"Come Dance with Me."Come Dance.
Hafiz
My Soul is my Guide, for my Soul is of that Abode I will not Speak of the Earthly, I am of the Unknown.
Jalaluddin Rumi
When soul risesInto lipsYou feel the kiss You have wanted
Jalaluddin Rumi
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Looking for Your FaceFrom the beginning of my lifeI have been looking for your facebut today I have seen itToday I have seenthe charm, the beauty,the unfathomable graceof the facethat I was looking forToday I have found youand those who laughedand scorned me yesterdayare sorry that they were not lookingas I didI am bewildered by the magnificenceof your beautyand wish to see youwith a hundred eyesMy heart has burned with passionand has searched foreverfor this wondrous beautythat I now beholdI am ashamedto call this love humanand afraid of Godto call it divineYour fragrant breathlike the morning breezehas come to the stillness of the gardenYou have breathed new life into meI have become your sunshineand also your shadowMy soul is screaming in ecstasyEvery fiber of my beingis in love with youYour effulgencehas lit a fire in my heartand you have made radiantfor methe earth and skyMy arrow of lovehas arrived at the targetI am in the house of mercyand my heartis a place of prayer
Jalaluddin Rumi
People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.
Saadi
Beauty surrounds us.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Anyone who knows me, should learn to know me again;For I am like the Moon,you will see me with new face everyday.
Jalaluddin Rumi
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.
Jalaluddin Rumi
A moment of happiness,you and I sitting on the verandah,apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.We feel the flowing water of life here,you and I, with the garden's beautyand the birds singing.The stars will be watching us,and we will show themwhat it is to be a thin crescent moon.You and I unselfed, will be together,indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugaras we laugh together, you and I.In one form upon this earth,and in another form in a timeless sweet land.
Jalaluddin Rumi
O friend, for the morrow let us not worryThis moment we have now, let us not hurryWhen our time comes, we shall not tarryWith seven thousand-year-olds, our burden carry
Omar Khayyám
Do not be content with showing friendship in words alone, let your heart burn with loving kindness for all who may cross your path.
Bahá'u'lláh
The hoopoe said: 'Your heart's congealed like ice;When will you free yourself from cowardice?Since you have such a short time to live here,What difference does it make? What should you fear?The world is filth and sin, and homeless menMust enter it and homeless leave again.They die, as worms, in squalid pain; if weMust perish in this quest, that, certainly,Is better than a life of filth and grief.If this great search is vain, if my beliefIs groundless, it is right that I should die.So many errors throng the world - then whyShould we not risk this quest? To suffer blameFor love is better than a life of shame.No one has reached this goal, so why appealTo those whose blindness claims it is unreal?I'd rather die deceived by dreams than giveMy heart to home and trade and never live.We've been and heard so much - what have we learned?Not for one moment has the self been spurned;Fools gather round and hinder our release.When will their stale, insistent whining cease?We have no freedom to achieve our goalUntil from Self and fools we free the soul.To be admitted past the veil you mustBe dead to all the crowd considers just.Once past the veil you understand the WayFrom which the crowd's glib courtiers blindly stray.If you have any will, leave women's stories,And even if this search for hidden gloriesProves blasphemy at last, be sure our questIs not mere talk but an exacting test.The fruit of love's great tree is poverty;Whoever knows this knows humility.When love has pitched his tent in someone's breast,That man despairs of life and knows no rest.Love's pain will murder him and blandly askA surgeon's fee for managing the task -The water that he drinks brings pain, his breadIs turned to blood immediately shed;Though he is weak, faint, feebler than an ant,Love forces him to be her combatant;He cannot take one mouthful unawareThat he is floundering in a sea of care.
Farid ud-Din Attar
Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.
Jalaluddin Rumi
The universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you already are.
Jalaluddin Rumi
Love manifests its reality in deeds, not only in words-these alone are without effect.
Abdu'l-Bahá
Peaceful is the one who's not concerned with having more or less.Unbound by name and fame, he is free from sorrow from the world and mostly from himself.
Jalaluddin Rumi