The wound is the place where the Light enters you. – Rumi

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

That hurt we embrace becomes joy. Call it to your arms where it can change. – Rumi

Be occupied, then, with what you really value and let the thief take something else. – Rumi