Daniel Finkelman is a prolific director and producer. He is the founder of SparksNext, a boutique production house based in New York. SparksNext has produced over 100 features, shorts, music videos, documentaries, and commercials.
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Only when we feel a secure sense of belonging to something bigger than ourselves can we really have the freedom to discover our individuality.
We each have our own characteristics and prefer our own path of worship. Our paths are unique to ourselves, but here is where we differ from angels: angels cannot veer from their characters, we can.
The Lubavitcher Rebbe points out that in Hebrew, the name for ancient Greece, Yavan, has another meaning: quicksand – Water mixes with sand, dirt and clay. You step in it and you can't get out. The more you try to climb up, the further down you go.
A song is the pen of the heart. It expresses the deepest parts of our hearts and souls, that which cannot be expressed through the medium of finite syllables.
When the Jews crossed the Sea of Reeds and the Egyptians didn’t, Miriam whipped out her tambourine. She played, sang and danced with the other women.
The relatively small measure of honor paid to them is more of a historical reference to their ancestral heritage than a reflection of their personal celebrity.
Tranquility is great, but it's not a reason to live. Joy comes from conquest: from the dragon-slaying campaigns of youth, but ultimately from the self-conquest that is life's fiercest and most silent battle.
Life rarely moves forward in a straight line. Likewise, we should not feel obliged to follow a logical and direct progression in our spiritual development.
The facts as the spies presented them were entirely accurate. The sin was their conclusion: We will not be able to go up to that people, for it is too strong for us.
When you think of home, is it not in your taste buds that the most elemental memories reside? Tell me what, how, where and with whom you eat, and I’ll tell you who and what you are.
Things happen to us that seem haphazard and random; there seems to be no system in place, no direction to this cold and harsh universe. This is not true.
If I use my wisdom to teach, the student learns, and I come out wiser for it; if I share my love with another, I become more loving, not less. When you give a spiritual gift, the recipient gains, and you lose nothing.
One part of us truly wants to improve and grow, while other parts of us are lazy and complacent.
The narrow strait, however, is not a roadblock; on the contrary, it is a mechanism for increased productivity.
Its impact is far-reaching and beyond all proportion to its quantity.


