"All political power comes from the barrel of a gun. The communist party must command all the guns, that way, no guns can ever be used to command the party."
"Winds flap the sail, tortoise and snake are silent, a great plan looms. A bridge will fly over this moat dug by heaven and be a road from north to south. We will make a stone wall against the upper river to the west and hold back steamy clouds and rain of Wu peaks. Over tall chasms will be a calm lake, and if the goddess of these mountains is not dead she will marvel at the changed world."
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Source: Zedong Mao (2008). “The Poems of Mao Zedong”, p.85, Univ of California Press
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