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+ 289 What this country needs is a great poem. John Brownís Body was a step in the right direction. Iíve read it once, and Iím reading it again. But itís too long to do what I mean. You canít thrill people in 300 pages... The limit is about 300 words. Kiplingís ďRecessionalĒ really did something to England when it was published. It helped them through a bad time. Let me know if you find any great poems lying around. Herbert Hoover


+ 240 There is no evil in my heart
My soul is light from the very start
I will never stop doing good.
Itís my burden as Iíve understood.
Alexander Alpeev


+ 250 There is no evil in my heart
My soul is light from the very start
I will never stop doing good.
Itís my burden as Iíve understood.
Alexander Alpeev


+ 221 ďGreed has two daughters named ĎGiveí and ĎGive.í
There are three things that are never satisfied,
really four that never say, ĎIíve had enough!í:
Mishlei 30:15


+ 218 the cemetery, the childless mother, the land that never gets enough rain, and fire that never says, ĎIíve had enough!í Mishlei 30:16


+ 184 Jerusalem is the only ancient city Iíve ever seen whose antiquities are not on display as relics, but are in daily use. Saul Bellow, author


+ 265 Iíve missed more than 9000 shots in my career. Iíve lost almost 300 games. 26 times Iíve been trusted to take the game winning shot and missed. Iíve failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed. Michael Jordan


+ 216 Iíve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. Maya Angelou


+ 103 The Prayerbook and the Villager

by Shai Agnon

Shai Agnon (winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature) told:

One time, a number of usómyself, Chaim Nachman Bialik, Eliezer Meir Lifshitz, Rabbi Simchah Asaf, Binyamin and othersóentered the presence of the great Rabbi Avraham Yitzchak Hacohen Kook and discussed the problems of the generation and how to rectify it.

One of the group made a speech in praise of the Torah, which ended by criticizing the many additional laws enacted by the rabbis in every generation. Rabbi Nachman rose in pain, and appeared angry. But he immediately overcame his anger, as was his holy way, and answered quietly: Hearing this has brought to mind a story.

There was once a great rabbi who happened to pass through a village. Night fell, and he had to stay there overnight. He asked the villager at whose house he was staying for a volume of the Talmud, but the villager didnít have one. He asked for a mishnahóthe villager didnít have. He asked for an Ein Yaakovóthe villager didnít have that either.

Finally, he asked the villager, ďDo you have a prayerbook?Ē The villager brought him an old prayerbook, which contained a commentary that the rabbi read the entire night, and which he enjoyed greatly.

The next day, the rabbi offered to pay a good price for the prayerbook, but the villager refused. The rabbi persisted: ďIíll trade it for a new prayerbook with a fine binding.Ē But the villager still refused.

ďWhy?Ē asked the rabbi.

The villager replied, ďRabbi, every morning when I get up I like to drink something hot, and I warm up the kettle. To make the fire catch quickly, I light a piece of paper and put it under the tinder. Since I donít have much paper in the house, I rip a page out of the prayerbook and light that. And also, every time I want to smoke my pipe, I rip a page out of the prayerbook to light it.

ďI am already an old man, but because there is so much commentary, I still havenít come to the prayers. All the pages Iíve ripped out really arenít the prayerbook.Ē

Malachim Kivnei Adam, pp. 363-65