Letter 425

[This letter opens mid-sentence in the source text.]

My brother — my beloved — the delight of my heart — the splendor of my heart and my soul. I am unable to remove… For every single word that went out from the mouth of Rabbainu — may his memory be for a blessing — the awesome — the Nachal Noavaya — ascends to the very Infinite — and descends to the very ultimate without limit. And even more than this — we will merit to know in the future — when "truth will sprout from the earth" [Psalms 85:12] — and be revealed in the world — to the entire world.