Mr. Rihani Is A Man Of Ardent

Oft When The White, Still Dawn Lifted The Skies And Pushed The Hills Apart, I Have Felt It Like A Glory In My Heart.

It Is Better To Rust Out Than Wear Out.

The Crest And Crowning Of All Good, Life's Final Star, Is Brotherhood.

That In The Human Plan Nothing Is Worth The Making If It Does Not Make The Man.

Sorrows Come To Stretch Out Places In The Heart For Joy.