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.
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Your spirit is mingled with mine what touches you, touches me.
Interpretation
This quote expresses a deep connection between two souls, indicating that they are interconnected on an emotional level.
Rumi's quote highlights the profound bond that exists between individuals who are deeply in love or connected. It suggests that their feelings, experiences, and emotions are intertwined, so that any joy or sorrow felt by one is also shared by the other. This emphasizes the importance of empathy and shared experiences in relationships, underscoring how true connection can lead to a harmonious unity.
In practice
In a wedding speech, to emphasize the bond between the couple.
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
There is love enough in this world for everybody, if people will just look.
We must love men, ere to us they will seem worthy of our love.
Love is the world's infinite mutability; lies, hatred, murder even, are all knit up in it; it is the inevitable blossoming of its opposites, a magnificent rose smelling faintly of blood.
These two are not two, love has made them one. Amo Ergo Sum! And by its mystery each is no less but more.
They sin who tell us Love can die: with Life all other passions fly, all others are but vanity.
Could fulfillment ever be felt as deeply as loss? Romantically she decided that love must surely reside in the gap between desire and fulfillment, in the lack, not the contentment. Love was the ache, the anticipation, the retreat, everything around it but the emotion itself.
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