The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

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The garden of love is green without limit and yields many fruits other than sorrow or joy. Love is beyond either condition: without spring, without autumn, it is always fresh.

-- Rumi

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Two there are who are never satisfied – the lover of the world and the lover of knowledge.

-- Rumi

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Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop. –

-- Rumi

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Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul? I cannot stop asking. If I could taste one sip of an answer, I could break out of this prison for drunks. 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.

-- Rumi

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I can't stop pointing to the beauty. Every moment and place says, Put this design in your carpet!

-- Rumi

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There are a thousand ways to kneel and kiss the ground; there are a thousand ways to go home again. –

-- Rumi

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