Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

Birdsong brings relief to my longing. I am just as ecstatic as they are, but with nothing to say. – Rumi

Can you find another market like this? Where, with your one rose, you can buy hundreds of rose gardens? – Rumi

In each moment the fire rages, it will burn away a hundred veils. And carry you a thousand steps toward your goal. – Rumi