Likutei Shirim

  "The Gate of Tears is always open." Ah, so tears can be a gate. Not an escape, Not a jump into nothingness, But a gate. I'll try to remember that Next time I feel like crying And, instead of  dissolving in tears, I'll try to enter that gate And move on.

The going is very slow, but climb you must - e very single day, Good or bad, rain or shine, be what it may. And when you feel you're falling, drowning, even dying, When it seems there is no way, You hold your breath, grit your teeth, clench your fists, Then with your every last bit of strength You make another tiny, teeny little step Up the ladder called "Breslov".