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He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

Saadi

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

I have learned so much from God that I can no longer call myself a Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Jew.

Hafez

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.

Rumi

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

Rumi

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.

Rumi

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.

Rumi

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

Everything that is made beautiful and fair and lovely is made for the eye of one who sees.

Rumi

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets trying to find you.

Hafez

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet.

Saadi

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

the truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

Rumi

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