But if what anyone sought in a spiritual quest turned out in fact to be twinkly as a bit of silver, wouldn't all the solemnity and seriousness, the laughter and tears, the intimate successes and failures have been in vain?
God save me from "God!"
How fortunate that life, like some reassuring, Yiddishe mama, whispers her loving consolation:
"Not to worry."
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