A Quote by Rumi

Wings of Love long only to fly away from all directions. — © Rumi
Wings of Love long only to fly away from all directions.
Love must have wings to fly away from love, and to fly back again.
Good parents give their children Roots and Wings. Roots to know where home is, wings to fly away and exercise what's been taught them.
Most birds were created to fly. Being grounded for them is a limitation within their ability to fly, not the other way around. You, on the other hand, were created to be loved. So for you to live as if you were unloved is a limitation, not the other way around. Living unloved is like clipping a bird’s wings and removing its ability to fly. Not something I want for you. Pain has a way of clipping our wings and keeping us from being able to fly. And if left unresolved for very long, you can almost forget that you were ever created to fly in the first place.
The human race is like a bird and it needs both wings to be able to fly. And, at the moment, one of is wings is clipped an we're never going to be able to fly as high.
Those who gave away their wings are sad not to see them fly.
Pleasures take to themselves wings and fly away; true knowledge remains forever.
My mother wanted me to be her wings, to fly as she never quite had the courage to do. I love her for that. I love the fact that she wanted to give birth to her own wings.
Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.
Every nation needs two wings to fly. Any bird torn at the wings will never soar the skies.
Come away, come away, death, And in sad cypres let me be laid; Fly away, fly away, breath; I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
On the wings of lies, man can only fly to the land of shame and lowness!
If you want to fly higher, first you have to spread your wings.. The world’s big and there are a lot of places you can fly^^
Remain faithful to the earth, my brothers, with the power of your virtue. Let your gift-giving love and your knowledge serve the meaning of the earth. Thus I beg and beseech you. Do not let them fly away from earthly things and beat with their wings against eternal walls. Alas, there has always been so much virtue that has flown away. Lead back to the earth the virtue that flew away, as I do—back to the body, back to life, that it may give the earth a meaning, a human meaning.
Nothing goes far which has not the wings of love to make it buoyant, so that it can fly.
Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back and reasons to stay.
I just love language. I mean, I love it. I love stage directions. Any opportunity to write. I hadn't written in so long, I get very crazy and miserable. I - it's like not seeing my kids: I can't do it for very long.
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