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To read the story of how my parents met and began their ministry:
“When the barbarians of an age other than ours burned alive the saintly Chanina ben Teradion, shrouded in his Sefer Torah, the martyr bore witness from the flames: ‘The parchment is burning, but the letters are soaring aloft.’ How often, how very often, in Jewish history has the parchment, which is the people, been destroyed; and from the embers has the spirit risen and survived to inspired the scribes of other parchments, Jewish and non-Jewish, and to inspire new and fresh cultures withhold, eternal aspirations.”
“There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
“I know of only one duty, and that is to love.”
“If I am not for myself, who will be for me? If I am not for others, what am I? And if not now, when?”
“Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.”
“Courage is the price that life exacts for granting peace.”