Necessity Does Not Submit To Debate.

The Priest Is The Personification Of Falsehood.

Men, I'm Getting Out Of Rome. Anyone Who Wants To Carry On The War Against The Outsiders, Come With Me. I Can Offer You Neither Honours Nor Wages; I Offer You Hunger, Thirst, Forced Marches, Battles And Death. Anyone Who Loves His Country, Follow Me

Yes, Young Men, Italy Owes To You An Undertaking Which Has Merited The Applause Of The Universe. You Have Conquered And You Will Conquer Still, Because You Are Prepared For The Tactics That Decide The Fate Of Battles.

To This Wonderful Page In Our Country's History Another More Glorious Still Will Be Added, And The Slave Shall Show At Last To His Free Brothers A Sharpened Sword Forged From The Links Of His Fetters.

I Utter This Word With Deepest Affection And From The Very Bottom Of My Heart.