Not every man remembers the name of the cow which supplied him with each drop of milk he has drunk.

I am generally ashamed to walk out in new clothes. And why am I ashamed? Is it because I don't want to embarrass the others who don't have new things? Or perhaps because a new coat makes you stand out, and you seem to be clothes and nothing else.

For myself, I am very small indeed in my own eyes.

I belong to the tribe of Levi.

Not every man remembers the name of the cow which supplied him with each drop of milk he has drunk.

It is not enough for a man to dwell in the Land of Israel, he must also pray to be free.

Sometimes small things lead to great joys.