Rumi Garden Quotations

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it.

The garden of the world has no limits, except in your mind.

Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast! For when you do, you will see thousands of rose gardens in yourself.

I, you, he, she, we In the garden of mystic lovers, these are not true distinctions.

If the foot of the trees were not tied to earth, they would be pursuing me.. For I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.

You are the drop,and the ocean you are kindness,you are anger, you are sweetness,you are poison. Do not make me more disheartened. you are the chamber of the sun, you are the abode of venus, you are the garden of all hope. Oh, Beloved, let me enter.

And don't think the garden loses its ecstasy in winter. It's quiet, but the roots are down there riotous.

This outward spring and garden are a reflection of the inward garden.

When your heart becomes the grave of your secrets, that desire of yours will be gained more quickly. The prophet said that anyone who keeps secret his inmost thought will soon attain the object of his desire. When seeds are buried in the earth, their inward secrets become the flourishing garden.

Cease looking for flowers! There blooms a garden in your own home. While you look for trinkets The treasure house awaits you in your own being.

For the water animals, the ocean is like a garden; for the land animals, it is death and pain.

If you can't smell the fragrance don't come into the garden of Love. if you are unwilling to undress don't enter into the stream of Truth. Stay where you are, don't come our way

Beauty surrounds us, but usually we need to be walking in a garden to know it. RUMI, attributed, Conquest of Abundance: A Tale of Abstraction Versus the Richness of Being Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

If your thought is a rose, you are a rose garden; and if it is a thistle, you are fuel for the fire.

I have blossomed so much, I am the envy of the gardens.

Do not sit long with a sad friend. When you go to a garden do you look at the weeds? Spend more time with the roses and jasmines.

My heart rushes into the garden, joyfully tasting all the delights. But reason frowns, disapproving of the heart's bad manners.

Where, with your one rose you can buy hundreds of rose gardens?

In the orchard and rose garden I long to see your face. In the taste of Sweetness I long to kiss your lips. In the shadows of passion I long for your love.

When the rose is gone and the garden faded you will no longer hear the nightingale's song. The Beloved is all; the lover just a veil. The Beloved is living; the lover a dead thing. If love withholds its strengthening care, the lover is left like a bird without care, the lover is left like a bird without wings. How will I be awake and aware if the light of the Beloved is absent? Love wills that this Word be brought forth.

Beauty is the garden scent of roses, murmuring water flowing gently...Can words describe the indescribable?

Love, the life-giving garden of this world.

In the garden I see only your face From trees and blossoms I inhale only your fragrance.