When your heart becomes the grave of your secret, that desire of your will be gained more quickly. — Jalaluddin Rumi, A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings
When your heart becomes the grave of your secret, that desire of your will be gained more quickly. — Jalaluddin Rumi, A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings
When your heart becomes the grave of your secret, that desire of your will be gained more quickly. — Jalaluddin Rumi, A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings
When your heart becomes the grave of your secret, that desire of your will be gained more quickly. — Jalaluddin Rumi, A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings
When your heart becomes the grave of your secret, that desire of your will be gained more quickly. — Jalaluddin Rumi, A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings
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When your heart becomes the grave of your secret, that desire of your will be gained more quickly.

— Jalaluddin Rumi, A Year with Rumi: Daily Readings
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