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

Wear gratitude like a cloak and it will feed every corner of your life. – Rumi

This is how I would die into the love I have for you: as pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight. – Rumi

Half-heartedness doesn’t reach into majesty. You set out to find God, but then you keep stopping for long periods at mean-spirited roadhouses. – Rumi