"The candles gleam, the silverware sparkles, and we know that God calls to us in beauty. The table linen is snowy white; the flowers scent the room. The seder plate is stunning. The karpas and the horseradish remind us of the beauty of the earth in which they grew. Grandfather's kiddush cup is old — and even has dents in it from when the children used it for teething — but it too is beautiful, for it connects the table to three generations of seders. All of the beauty surrounding us at the seder points us to truth and goodness. This beauty reminds us that every part of life itself is a blessing. When we are in the presence of beauty, the world seems charged with a new vitality, with a splendor that does not belong to it. It is as if beauty is poured through our world, as light pours through a stained-glass window. We realize that what is sacred is not each exquisite object or scene, but God, the beautifier, to which all forms of beauty point."