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Two People Who Are True Friends Are Like Two Bodies With One Soul

A Man Is Born Into This World With Only A Tiny Spark Of Goodness In Him. The Spark Is God, It Is The Soul; The Rest Is Ugliness And Evil, A Shell. The Spark Must Be Guarded Like A Treasure, It Must Be Nurtured, It Must Be Fanned Into Flame. It Must Learn To Seek Out Other Sparks, It Must Dominate The Shell. Anything Can Be A Shell, Reuven. Anything. Indifference, Laziness, Brutality, And Genius. Yes, Even A Great Mind Can Be A Shell And Choke The Spark.

All Beginnings Are Hard.

Something That Is Yours Forever Is Never Precious

The Span Of A Man's Life - That Is Nothing. But What A Man Makes Of That Span - That Is Something. A Man Must Make His Own Meaning For Life. Meaning Is Not Automatically Given To Life.