What I most want is to spring out of this personality, then to sit apart from that leaping. I’ve lived too long where I can be reached. – Rumi

Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself. – Rumi, as interpreted by Coleman Barks

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

This drunkenness began in some other tavern. When I get back around to that place, I’ll be completely sober. – Rumi