A Quote by Rumi

What you have despised in yourself 
 as a thorn opens into a rose. — © Rumi
What you have despised in yourself as a thorn opens into a rose.

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Before man's fall the rose was born,St. Ambrose says, without the thorn;But for man's fault then was the thornWithout the fragrant rose-bud born; But ne'er the rose without the thorn.
Pull the thorn of existence out of the heart! Fast! For when you do, you will see thousands of rose gardens in yourself.
Entrance into the Old Ways begins with the pricking of a finger with a rose thorn, which produces a drop of blood. This opens the way into the Thorned Path, a system, which uses five rose thorns to symbolize the five arts of Witchcraft that one should master. These arts are Herbalist, Fortune-Teller, Spirit Medium, Mystic, and Magician. We call mastering these aspects 'the gathered thorns' --thus the Thorned Path.
No rose without a thorn but many a thorn without a rose.
Some people are near- or farsighted - I'm thorn-sighted. The thorns on the rose are in really sharp definition for me, the rose petals a little fuzzier.
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:While the Lily white shall in love delight,Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
Even when you tear its petals off one after another, the rose keeps laughing and doesn’t bend in pain. “Why should I be afflicted because of a thorn? It is the thorn which taught me how to laugh.” Whatever you lost through fate, be certain that it saved you from pain.
By what sort of experience are we led to the conviction that spirit exists? On the whole, by searching, painful experience. The rose Religion grows on a thorn-bush, and we must not be afraid to have our fingers lacerated by the thorns if we would pluck the rose.
A little while the rose, And after that the thorn; An hour of dewy morn, And then the glamour goes. Ah, love in beauty born, A little while the rose!
A stranger's rose is but a thorn.
Don't let the fear of the thorn keep you from the rose.
But ne'er the rose without the thorn.
When a rose dies, a thorn is left behind.
Flowers of all hue, and without thorn the rose.
The rose and the thorn, and sorrow and gladness are linked together.
A romantic, I think, picks the rose and is careless with the thorn.
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