A tourist from
America paid a visit to a renowned Polish rabbi, Hofetz Chaim.
He was astonished
to see the rabbi’s home was only a simple room filled with books, plus a table
and bench.
“Rabbi,” asked the
tourist, “where is your furniture?”
“Where is yours?”
replied Hofetz Chaim.
“Mine?” asked the
puzzled American. “But I’m only passing through.”
“So am I,” said the
rabbi.
~Tales of the Hassidim.
2 comments:
thank you, nice quote. see you.
food for thought, thanks. see you.
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