Nothing else is.
Princes do but play us; compared to this,
All honor's mimic, all wealth alchemy.
Thou, sun, art half as happy as we,
In that the world's contracted thus.
Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
To warm the world, that's done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere;
This bed thy center is, these walls, thy sphere.
One must constantly bear in mind that which is the beginning of divine service, as well as its core and root...[to] contemplate in his mind the greatness of the blessed Infinite Light of God and His Kingship, which extends to all worlds, both higher and lower...Yet He leaves aside the creatures of the higher worlds and the creatures of the lower worlds and He uniquely bestows His Kingship upon...him in particular, for a man is obliged to say: “For my sake was the world created.” And, behold, God Himself stands over him.
--Rabbi Schneur Zalman of Liadi, Tanya