“Rebbe, I don’t understand: you come to a poor man and he is friendly and helps as best he can.” You come to a rich man - he doesn’t see anyone. Is it really just about the money?
- Look out the window. What do you see?
- A woman with a child, a cart going to the market...
- Okay. Now look in the mirror. What do you see there?
- Well, what can I see there? Only yourself.
- So: a window made of glass and a mirror made of glass. All you have to do is add a little silver and you see only yourself.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru