Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment… – Rumi, translated by Edward Henry Whinfield

I want your sun to reach my raindrops, so your heat can raise my soul upward like a cloud. – Rumi

There is a way of breathing that’s a shame and a suffocation and there’s another way of expiring, a love breath, that lets you open infinitely. – Rumi

Before death takes away what you are given, give away what there is to give. – Rumi