He looked upward and screamed out to Hashem from the very depths of his heart and soul, “RIBBONO SHEL OLAM! HELP!”

   “B-but honorable Rebbe, i-it’s not so simple! They tried to strangle me!”

“Under no circumstances are we traveling to Tiberias today! Even if the donkey driver refuses to return the money, so be it!”

“This storm is clearly Divine! Tell me, how can we escape this?”

“What can I say?” Rebbe Nachman raised his hands. “What is it you want from me?”

The Rebbe stared intently at his attendant. “You must not see the words I am writing. They must be concealed from your eyes”

"I beg of you, do not reveal to them who I am. At all costs, say nothing”

Nachman stared in astonishment at the sight of the broken idol lying in a heap of rubble at the bottom of the city walls

"For many years I have been faithfully delivering the letters to you. I am just a messenger of the king”

Shoshanah stopped reading. She could feel her heart beating very fast and a wave of shock swept through her

"I will travel the region and become an apprentice, hire myself as a delivery man — whatever it takes!”