Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you’ve grown, lifting. – Rumi

All religions, all this singing, one song. The differences are just illusion and vanity. The sun’s light looks a little different on this wall than it does on that wall, and a lot different on this other one, but it’s still one light. – Rumi

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

And don’t think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It’s quiet, but the roots are down there riotous. – Rumi