What the proletariat needs is a bath of blood.

There is a violence that liberates, and a violence that enslaves; there is a violence that is moral and a violence that is immoral.

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.

People are tired of liberty. They have had a surfeit of it. Liberty is no longer a chaste and austere virgin.... Today's youth are moved by other slogans...Order, Hierarchy, Discipline.

You know what I think about violence. For me it is profoundly moral -more moral than compromises and transactions.

Liberty is no longer the virgin, chaste and severe, to be fought for ... we have buried the putrid corpse of liberty ... the Italian people are a race of sheep.

Blood alone literally moves the wheels of history.