O little Town of Bethlehem, 2nd stanza http://books.google.com/books?id=Uh03AAAAMAAJ&q=%22O+morning+stars+together+Proclaim+the+holy+birth+And+praises+sing+to+God+the+King+And+peace+to+men+on+earth%22&pg=PA15#v=onepage (1868).
“O my brother Futurists! All of you, look at yourselves!.... In the name of that Human Pride we so adore, I proclaim that the hour is nigh when men with broad temples and steel chins will give birth magnificently, with a single trust of their bulging will, to giants with flawless gestures.”
            Quote of Marinetti, from the 'Preface' of his novel Mafraka, le Futuriste, Filippo Marinetti, 1909; as quoted in Futurism, ed. By Didier Ottinger; Centre Pompidou / 5 Continents Editions, Milan, 2008, p. 313, note 15 
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Italian poet and editor, founder of the Futurist movement 1876–1944Related quotes
Essay in the anthology The War Poets (1945) edited by Oscar Williams
“We want this people to be hard, not soft, and you must steel yourselves for it in your youth!”
1930s, From the film Triumph of the Will (1935)
                                        
                                        Adolf Hitler c. 1933; as quoted in  Hitler Speaks http://books.google.com/books?id=PndurCstDZMC&pg=PA251 (1939), by Hermann Rauschning, London: Thornton Butterworth, p. 247. 
Misattributed 
Source: Hitler's Letters and Notes 
Context: I am beginning with the young. We older ones are used up. Yes, we are old already. We are rotten to the marrow. We have no unrestrained instincts left. We are cowardly and sentimental. We are bearing the burden of a humiliating past, and have in our blood the dull recollection of serfdom and servility. But my magnificent youngsters! Are there finer ones anywhere in the world? Look at these young men and boys! What material! With them, I can make a new world.
                                    
Good Intentions (1942), So Does Everybody Else, Only Not So Much
                                
                                    “My end draws nigh; 't is time that I were gone.
Make broad thy shoulders to receive my weight”
                                
                                
                                
                                
                            
Source: Morte D'Arthur (1842), Lines 163-164
                                
                                    “For on this my heart is set:
When the hour is nigh me,
Let me in the tavern die,
With a tankard by me.”
                                
                                
                                
                                
                                    
                                    Meum est propositum<br/>in taberna mori,<br/>ut sint vina proxima<br/>morientis ori.
                                
                            
                                        
                                        Meum est propositum
in taberna mori,
ut sint vina proxima
morientis ori. 
Source: "Confession", Line 89