I Have Come, Sire, To Complain Of One Of Your Subjects Who Has Been So Audacious As To Kick Me In The Belly.
I Trust We Shall Never Be Reduced To The Painful Extremity Of Seeking The Aid Of Mirabeau.
I Have Just Been Condemned, Not To A Shameful Death, Which Can Only Apply To Felons, But Rather To Finding Your Brother Again...i Seek Forgiveness For All Whom I Know For Every Harm I May Have Unwittingly Caused Them...adieu, Good, Gentle Sister...i Embrace You With All My Heart As Well As The Poor, Dear Children.
No One Understands My Ills, Nor The Terror That Fills My Breast, Who Does Not Know The Heart Of A Mother.
One's Enjoyment Is Doubled When One Can Share It With A Friend - And Where Can One Find A More Affectionate, A More Intimate Friend Than In One's Own Family?
The Ministers And The Jacobins Are Making The King Declare War Tomorrow On Austria. The Ministers Are Hoping That This Move Will Frighten The Austrians And That Within Three Weeks We Will Be Negotiating (god Forbid That This Should Happen). May We At Last Be Avenged For All The Outrages We Have Suffered From This Country!
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.
Courage? The Moment When My Troubles Are Going To End Is Not The Moment When My Courage Is Going To Fail Me.
