Epitafio de Jalaludin RumiCuando estemos muertos, no busques nuestra tumba en la tierra, mas encuéntrala en el corazón de los hombres.

Lovers find secret placesinside this violent worldwhere they make transactions with beauty.

The only mistake you have made is asking the wrong question. It isn’t about what you did wrong. It’s what you have not yet done.

Es axiomático que el intento de hacerse sufi para lograr ventajas personales, o lo que suele entenderse por las mismas, no tendrá éxito.

Only union with you gives joy. The rest if tearing down one building to put up another.

If you can love all who’ve betrayed you… you can taste sweetness in everything.

I know you’re tired but come, this is the way.

And I was your moon because I shined brighter than any other star in your universe and you were my darkness. Without you I could not see the depth of my light and with you...

Donde haya una cosa verdadera o útil, con seguridad habrá una falsificación.

I will soothe you and heal you,I will bring you roses.I too have been covered with thorns.

Everything that has ever been beautiful has been burned. Like you.

la respuesta a un tonto es el silencio”:La observación, sin embargo, indica que prácticamente cualquier otra respuesta tendrá el mismo efecto a largo plazo.

The Prophet, peace and blessings be upon him, said: “My Companions are as stars. Whomsoever of them you follow, you will be rightly guided.” When a man looks at a star, and finds his way...

The dance had distilled her and she had become one with the essence of all that is.

I was dead, then alive.Weeping, then laughing.The power of love came into me,and I became fierce like a lion,then tender like the evening star.

Sonnet IIf thee must say that I am not who I am,That I am not real or true,Then thou must say you are not as well,For we either walk in fairytales and dance to our...

El burro que te trajo a esta puerta debe ser desechado si quieres atravesarla”.

A wealth you cannot imagineflows through you.Do not consider what strangers say.Be secluded in your secret heart-house,that bowl of silence.

Your transformation will be the miracle.

Sufi secrets are perceived, not understood by words.

What you seek is seeking you.

Be willing to turn your attention to that which serves you.

When someone beats a rug,the blows are not against the rug, but against the dust in it.

I see the life with your sight,O” the love; you’re my light.

You know you have received the invitation when your heart is ready to risk everything to hold the hand of God.

The donkey which brought you to this door must be dismissed if you want to get through it’.

Die! Die! Die in this love!If you die in this love,Your soul will be renewed. Die! Die! Don’t fear the death of that which is knownIf you die to the temporal, You will become timeless.

….it struck her that that perhaps everyone had the ability to see themselves in others. Even in the rocks. Even in the roses.

You dance inside my chest,where no one sees you,but sometimes I do, and thatsight becomes this art.

Si no puedes sentarte en un trono como un rey, sujeta, como un tendero, la cuerda de la tienda Real.

Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.