Lightning, your presence from ground to sky, no one knows what becomes of me, when you take me so quickly. – Rumi

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

Be empty of worrying…. Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

This world’s existence is one night long. There’s a great lively gathering that night, but some people sleep through it. – Rumi