Where will you plant your grief-seeds? We need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire. – Rumi

Why should I stay at the bottom of a well when a strong rope is in my hand? – Rumi, as interpreted by Jonathan Star

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

What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I’ve lived too long where I can be reached. – Rumi