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

Let yourself be silently drawn by the stronger pull of what you really love. – Rumi

Do not grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form. – Rumi

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