If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves. – Rumi

My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding a thousand fold. – Rumi, translated by Shahram Shiva

Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something else. – Rumi

In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that light becomes this art. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks