"How could a butcher be compared to someone who utilized every moment to learn Torah?”
There once lived a very holy man, let us call him “the chassid,” who spent his life immersed in learning. He would toil over the Torah, exerting himself to understand the holy words. He also taught others, and between his own learning and his teaching, he barely had any time to rest.
When people would ask the chassid how he survived, he would shrug and brush off their question.
“I survive on Torah. You could as well, if you train your body when you are young. Then, when you’re an old man, it will become like second nature to cast sleep from your eyes and drag your weary bones to your sefer.”
And the chassid would always add, a twinkle in his eye,
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