The way the night knows itself with the moon, be that way with me. Or, alternately translated, Union is a raging river running toward the sea. Tonight the moon kisses the stars. O beloved, be like that to me. – Rumi

This drunkenness began in some other tavern. When I get back around to that place, I’ll be completely sober. – Rumi

This world’s existence is one night long. There’s a great lively gathering that night, but some people sleep through it. – Rumi