Farewell, My Children, Forever. I Go To

No One Understands My Ills, Nor The Terror That Fills My Breast, Who Does Not Know The Heart Of A Mother.

Qu'ils Mangent De La Brioche. Let Them Eat Cake. On Being Told That Her People Had No Bread. Attributed To Marie-antoinette, But Remark Is Much Older. Rousseau Refers In His Confessions, 1740, To A Similar Remark, As A Well-known Saying. Others Attribute The Remark To The Wife Of Louis Xiv.

I Am Terrified Of Being Bored.

If The People Have No Bread, Let Them Eat Cake.

Courage! I Have Shown It For Years; Think You I Shall Lose It At The Moment When My Sufferings Are To End?