You fill yourself with the sharp pain of love, rather than its fulfillment. – Rumi

Be empty of worrying…. Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are. – Rumi

Sorrows are the rags of old clothes and jackets that serve to cover, and then are taken off. That undressing, and the beautiful naked body underneath, is the sweetness that comes after grief. – Rumi