The Working People Are Bound To Their

Tomorrow, The Tripartite Pact Will Become An Instrument Of Just Peace Between The Peoples. Italians! Once More Arise And Be Worthy Of This Historical Hour! We Shall Win.

Let Us Have A Dagger Between Our Teeth, A Bomb In Our Hands And An Infinite Scorn In Our Hearts.

If Only We Can Give Them Faith That Mountains Can Be Moved, They Will Accept The Illusion That Mountains Are Moveable, And Thus An Illusion May Become Reality.

For Us The National Flag Is A Rag To Be Planted On A Dunghill. There Are Only Two Fatherlands In The World: That Of The Exploited And That Of The Exploiters.

Yes, A Dictator Can Be Loved. Provided That The Masses Fear Him At The Same Time. The Crowd Love Strong Men. The Crowd Is Like A Woman.