A real pleasure is a pleasure that one enjoys by one's self, without a companion, and without a single argument.
When have you ever heard of a cantor or any artist turning anyone down when he is strongly urged to perform?
The rich swell up with pride, the poor from hunger.
When the heart is full, the eyes overflow.
To go to the synagogue with one's father on the Passover eve - is there in the world a greater pleasure than that? What is it worth to be dressed in new clothes from head to foot, and to show off before one's friends? Then the prayers themselves - the first Festival evening prayer and blessing.
Ah, how many luxuries has the good God prepared for his Jewish children.
