Even when tied in a thousand knots, the string is still but one. – Rumi

There is a way of breathing that’s a shame and a suffocation and there’s another way of expiring, a love breath, that lets you open infinitely. – Rumi

…my heart sinks like a comb into wave after wave of your silky hair. – Rumi

No one knows what makes the soul wake up so happy! Maybe a dawn breeze has blown the veil from the face of God. – Rumi