This is how we are with wine and beautiful food… we want and we get drunk with wanting, then the headache and bitterness afterward. – Rumi

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I’ve lived too long where I can be reached. – Rumi

Rise up nimbly and go on your strange journey to the ocean of meanings…. Leave and don’t look away from the sun as you go, in whose light you’re sometimes crescent, sometimes full. – Rumi

Become the sky. Take an axe to the prison wall. Escape. – Rumi