Don’t look down on the heart, even if it’s not behaving well.
Even in that shape, the heart is more precious than the teachings
of the exalted saints.
The broken heart is where God looks.
How lucky is the soul that mends the heart!
For God, consoling the heart
that is broken into hundreds of pieces is better than going on pilgrimage.
God’s treasures are buried in ruined hearts.
If you put on the belt of service
and serve hearts like a slave or servant,
the roads to all the secrets will open before your eyes.
If you want peace and glory,
forget about your earthly honors and try to please the hearts.
If you become a helper of hearts,
springs of wisdom will flow from your heart.
The water of life will run from your mouth like a torrent.
Your breath will become medicine
like the breath of Jesus.
Even if you have two hundred tongues in each hair on your head
– Rumi, The Forbidden Rumi