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Maybe the ultimate strength of Stories is their unique ability to wrangle with the soul
Rachael Lavon
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You struggle and toil and build, and then it all comes down, but perhaps that’s the point. Perhaps the glory is in the effort, not the result
Yisroel Besser
Veiled Joy
The two of us stood under our chuppah, enjoying the wedding we’d planned in just 24 hours
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Rabbi Moshe Grylak zt"l
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Oneg Shabbos
Now that he was in the Czar’s army, he knew he’d take revenge and right the injustice done by none other than his own brother
Yeruchem Yitzchak Landesman
Oneg Shabbos
For the sake of saving a life, said Rav Chaim HaLevi of Brisk, we must try everything, even something that goes against logic, even on Yom Kippur
Yeruchem Yitzchak Landesman
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Episode 3: What is true beauty?
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Would you prefer to be the one taking the Jews out of Egypt...or Egypt out of the Jews?
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