Marriage

“One by one, the pawnbroker weighed the items to discern their value. But when he picked up the heart necklace—Momma suddenly let out a shout, ‘No!’”

She walked out of the room. Halfway down the hallway she stopped and stood motionless as if confronting an invisible wall

“Go in peace,” said the Maggid to the destitute and unmarried young scholar. “Accept the first marriage proposal that is suggested to you.”

The warmth and the songs uplifted Marilyn in a way she hadn’t expected, creating a sense of openness inside her to whatever destiny had to offer.

"Why did your husband leave you?" asked Rabbi Israel. "He says that I'm ugly," said the deserted wife. "And what do you say to that?" asked the Chassidic master.

Did anyone notice how, though they sat on separate chairs not touching, they sat as close as two people could without touching?

Just as they had celebrated their marriage with joy, Rabbi Shimon bar Yochai told the couple, so should their divorce be celebrated in joy.

“Sadly, my father-in-law-to-be lost all his wealth. As a result, we broke off the engagement.”

G‑d knew Yosef would suffer from depression and put that into the calculations.

I wrote a very self-righteous letter to the Rebbe, complaining, “I’ve decided to keep Torah and my husband won’t cooperate. But isn’t it true that I must do it despite what he says?”