There’s a hidden sweetness in the stomach’s emptiness. We are lutes, no more, no less. If the soundbox is stuffed full of anything, no music…. When you’re full of food and drink, Satan sits where your spirit should…. – Rumi

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

If you are irritated by every rub, how will you be polished? – Rumi

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you. Don’t go back to sleep. – Rumi