Sufi Mystic Quotes

Find the sweetness in your own heart, then you may find the sweetness in every heart.

When you feel a peaceful joy, that's when you are near truth.

I was you and never knew it.

Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.

Come, even if you have broken your vow one thousand times, come, yet again, come, come.

Be melting snow. Wash yourself of yourself.

Only from the heart can you touch the sky.

Where there is ruin, there is hope for a treasure.

Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.

Gamble everything for love, if you're a true human being.

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.

Study me as much as you like, you will not know me, for I differ in a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yourself behind my eyes and see me as I see myself, for I have chosen to dwell in a place you cannot see.

A Sufi mystic who had always remained happy was asked.... For seventy years people had watched him, he had never been found sad. One day they asked him, 'What is the secret of your happiness?' He said, 'There is no secret. Every morning when I wake up, I meditate for five minutes and I say to myself, 'Listen, now there are two possibilities: you can be miserable, or you can be blissful. Choose.' And I always choose to be blissful.'

Why am I seeking? I am the same as he. His essence speaks through me. I have been looking for myself

Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you.

It's quite common for a Sufi mystic to cry in ecstasy that he's neither a Jew, a Christian, nor a Muslim. He is at home equally in a synagogue, a mosque, a temple, or a church because when one's glimpsed the divine, one's left these man-made distinctions behind.

We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.

They say there is a doorway from heart to heart, but what is the use of a door when there are no walls?

When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.

O Love, O pure deep Love, be here, be now, be all.

In your beauty, how to make poems.

In your light I learn how to love.

Dance when you're perfectly free.

If in thirst you drink water from a cup, you see God in it. Those who are not in love with God will see only their own faces in it.

Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his hear.

Everyone sees the unseen in proportion to the clarity of his heart, and that depends upon how much he has polished it. Whoever has polished it more sees more - more unseen forms become manifest to him.

In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art.

You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you.

Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving. It doesn't matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled.

There is a candle in your heart, ready to be kindled. There is a void in your soul, ready to be filled. You feel it, don't you?

The wound is the place where the Light enters you.

Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.

I belong to the beloved. Have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know. ...First, Last, Outer, Inner, only that breath breathing. HUMAN BEING.

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don't claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.

Not Christian or Jew or Muslim, not Hindu, Buddhist, sufi, or zen. Not any religion or cultural system. I am not from the East or the West, not out of the ocean or up from the ground, not natural or ethereal, not composed of elements at all. I do not exist, am not an entity in this world or the next, did not descend from Adam or Eve or any origin story. My place is placeless, a trace of the traceless. Neither body or soul. I belong to the beloved, have seen the two worlds as one and that one call to and know, first, last, outer, inner, only that breath breathing human being.

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.