The Jewish Wisdom Database

The pointed proverb is like a diamond, it sends out light and it also cuts.

I have lost a dear friend. Did he die? No, he became rich.

The river of life...flows from birth toward death. Day follows day with wearisome monotony. Only the holidays twine themselves together to form the circle of the year. Only through the holidays does life experience the eternity of the river that returns to its source. Then life becomes eternal.