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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Woman is a ray of God. She is not that earthly beloved: she is creative, not created.
Interpretation
This quote highlights the divine and creative essence of women, suggesting they are more than just earthly figures of affection.
Rumi expresses the profound nature of womanhood by portraying women as manifestations of the divine rather than mere mortal beings. He emphasizes their creative spirit and intrinsic value, suggesting that they possess qualities that transcend physical beauty and societal roles, highlighting a sacred connection to the divine.
In practice
This quote can be used to inspire discussions about the role of women in society during a women's rights event.
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
Why then, O brawling love! O loving hate! O any thing, of nothing first create! O heavy lightness, serious vanity, Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms, Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health, Still-waking sleep, that is not what it is! This love feel I, that feel no love in this.
First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew more clean and white.
time is a tree (this life one leaf) but love is the sky and i am for you just so long and long enough
Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and great each other.
Life's greatest happiness is to be convinced we are loved.
Only when you are lost can love find itself in you without losing its way.
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