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God Dwells Wherever Man Lets Him In.

A Story Must Be Told In Such A Way That It Constitutes Help In Itself. My Grandfather Was Lame. Once They Asked Him To Tell A Story About His Teacher. And He Related How The Holy Baal Shem Used To Hop And Dance While He Prayed. My Grandfather Rose As He Spoke, And He Was So Swept Away By His Story That He Himself Began To Hop And Dance To Show How The Master Had Done. From That Hour He Was Cured Of His Lameness. That's How To Tell A Story.

Power Abdicates Only Under The Stress Of Counter-power.

One Must Be Truly Able To Say I In Order To Know The Mystery Of The Thou In Its Whole Truth.

An Animal's Eyes Have The Power To Speak A Great Language.