More quotes by Rumi

"You dance inside my chest,where no one sees you,but sometimes I do, and thatsight becomes this art."
"How will you know the difficulties of being human, if you are always flying off to blue perfection? Where will you plant your grief seeds? Workers need ground to scrape and hoe, not the sky of unspecified desire."
"A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed,cut holes in it, and called it a human being.Since then, it's been wailing a tender agonyof parting, never mentioning the skillthat gave it life as a flute"
"I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.Whoever brought me here will have to take me home."