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.
However much I might try to expound or explain Love, when I come to Love itself, I am ashamed of my explanations... Love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers.
Interpretation
What this quote means
Love is a complex emotion that can't be fully explained or understood through words alone.
In this quote, Rumi highlights the profound and enigmatic nature of love. He suggests that no matter how much one attempts to describe or rationalize love, the true essence of love transcends explanation, and only love itself can reveal its mysteries. This reflection serves to emphasize the ineffable qualities of love, suggesting that it can only be truly known through experience rather than academic or theoretical discussions.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a wedding speech, one might say, 'As Rumi beautifully put it, love alone can explain the mysteries of love and lovers, reminding us of the magic in our connections.'
More from Rumi
All quotes →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
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Her little shoulders drove me mad; I hugged her and hugged her. And she loved it. 'I love love,' she said, closing her eyes. I promised her beautiful love. I gloated over her. Our stories were told; we subsided into silence and sweet anticipatory thoughts. It was as simple as that. You could have all your Peaches and Bettys and Marylous and Ritas and Camilles and Inezes in this world; this was my girl and my kind of girlsoul, and I told her that.
You can have your secret as long as I have your heart[.]