Out beyond the ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure. – Rumi

…the cypress tree is turning green, drunk with the forest. – Rumi

The mind, this globe of awareness, is a starry universe that when you push off with your foot, a thousand new roads become clear, as you yourself do at dawn, sailing through the light. – Rumi