My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don't harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don't teach what you do not know.
RumiRead
Hall of Love has ten thousand swords. Don't be afraid to use one.
Interpretation
Embrace your capacity to love without fear; take action to express it.
This quote by Rumi suggests that love is a powerful force, and though one may feel vulnerable, it is important to take courage and express love boldly. The 'swords' symbolize the many ways one can act on love, indicating that love is both a weapon and a gift, and those who love should not shy away from utilizing that strength.
In practice
During a wedding speech to encourage openness in relationships.
My dear heart, never think you are better than others. Listen to their sorrows with compassion. If you want peace, don't harbor bad thoughts, do not gossip and don't teach what you do not know.
The Law of Wonder rules my life at last, _x000D_ ...I burn each second of my life to Love _x000D_ Each second of my life burns out in Love _x000D_ In each leaping second Love lives afresh.
Lovers have heartaches _x000D_ That can't be cured by drugs _x000D_ Or sleep, _x000D_ Or games, _x000D_ But only by seeing their beloved.
Every fragile beauty, every perfect forgotten sentence, you grieve their going away, but that is not how it is. Where they come from never goes dry. It is an always flowing spring.
Whatever you keep hidden in your heart, God _x000D_ manifests in you outwardly. Whatever the root of _x000D_ the tree feeds on in secret, affects the bough and _x000D_ the leaf.
Come on sweetheart let's adore one another before there is no more of you and me
When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss there should not be a thrill in the immense mystery of the stars.
Even if a unity of faith is not possible, a unity of love is.
And isn't the whole world yours? For how often you set it on fire with your love and saw it blaze and burn up and secretly replaced it with another world while everyone slept. You felt in such complete harmony with God, when every morning you asked him for a new earth, so that all the ones he had made could have their turn. You thought it would be shabby to save them and repair them; you used them up and held out your hands, again and again, for more world. For your love was equal to everything.
Is there any practice less selfish, any time less wasted than preparing something nourishing and delicious for the people you love?
What power has love but forgiveness? In other words by its intervention what has been done can be undone. What good is it otherwise?
True love stories never have endings.
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