I Am Desperately Italian. I Believe In

The Fascist Accepts Life And Loves It, Knowing Nothing Of And Despising Suicide; He Rather Conceives Of Life As Duty And Struggle And Conquest, Life Which Should Be High And Full, Lived For Oneself, But Not Above All For Others Those Who Are At Hand And Those Who Are Far Distant, Contemporaries, And Those Who Will Come After.

This Is The Epitaph I Want On My Tomb: Here Lies One Of The Most Intelligent Animals Who Ever Appeared On The Face Of The Earth.

Believe, Obey, Fight.

Fortunately The Italian People Has Not Yet Accustomed Itself To Eat Many Times A Day, And Possessing A Modest Level Of Living, It Feels Deficiency And Suffering Less.

It Is Not Impossible To Rule Italians, But It Would Be Useless.