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“A state which in this age of racial poisoning dedicates itself to the care of its best racial elements must some day become lord of the earth. May the adherents of our movement never forget this if ever the magnitude of the sacrifices should beguile them to an anxious comparison with the possible results.”

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Book:Mein Kampf
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Mein Kampf

Written by Adolf Hitler, this book details his political beliefs and the ideology that led to the rise of the Nazi party. more

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Adolf Hitler
Adolf Hitler

Adolf Hitler, born on April 20, 1889, and died on April 30, 1945, was a significant political figure in German history. He served as the Chancellor and Führer of Nazi Germany, playing a decisive role in the outbreak of World War II and having a profound impact on world history during his reign. more

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