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There Is No Royal Road To Science, And Only Those Who Do Not Dread The Fatiguing Climb Of Its Steep Paths Have A Chance Of Gaining Its Luminous Summits. (preface To The French Edition).

Workers Of The World Unite; You Have Nothing To Lose But Your Chains.

Labor In The White Skin Can Never Free Itself As Long As Labor In The Black Skin Is Branded.

When The Train Of History Hits A Curve, The Intellectuals Fall Off.

Let The Ruling Classes Tremble At A Communist Revolution. The Proletarians Have Nothing To Lose But Their Chains. They Have A World To Win. Workingmen Of All Countries, Unite!