I Shall Be An Attila To Venice.

In War One Must Lean On An Obstacle In Order To Overcome It.

I Marvel That Whereas The Ambitious Dreams Of My Self, Caesar, And Alexander Should Have Vanished Into Thin Air, A Judean Peasant-jesus-s Hould Be Able To Stretch His Hands Across The Centuries And Control The Destinies Of Men And Nations.

Until Then, Mio Dolce Amor, A Thousand Kisses; But Give Me None In Return, For They Set My Blood On Fire.

A Revolution Can Be Neither Made Nor Stopped. The Only Thing That Can Be Done Is For One Of Several Of Its Children To Give It A Direction By Dint Of Victories.

Alexander, Caesar, Charlemagne, And I Have Founded Empires. But On What Did We Rest The Creations Of Our Genius? Upon Force. Jesus Christ Founded His Empire Upon Love; And At This Hour Millions Of Men Would Die For Him.