Even when tied in a thousand knots, the string is still but one. – Rumi

All religions, all this singing, one song. The differences are just illusion and vanity. The sun’s light looks a little different on this wall than it does on that wall, and a lot different on this other one, but it’s still one light. – Rumi

Inside of us, there’s a continual autumn. Our leaves fall and are blown out over the water. – Rumi

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