My philosophy is better described in the eternal words of the famous Khalil Gibran, the Lebanese-American philosopher
, writer, poet, painter, and sculpture, who said :
Woe to the nation that combats injury in its dream but yields to the wrong in its wakefulness.
Woe to the nation that does not raise its voice save in a funeral, that shows esteem only at the grave, that waits to rebel until its neck is under the edge of the sword.
Woe to the nation that greets a conqueror with fife and drum, then hisses him off to greet another conqueror with trumpet and song.
My Father Maurice Khoury Hanna Dib's motto, borrowed from the French
Saint Martin, goes like this :
Tell Me Not What Your Religion Is But What Is Your Sufferance