“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” – Benito Mussolini
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"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" – Benito Mussolini
"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" – Benito Mussolini
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