Farewell, my children, forever. I go to your Father.

Courage? The moment when my troubles are going to end is not the moment when my courage is going to fail me.

I had friends. The idea of being forever separated from them and from all their troubles is one of the greatest sorrows that I suffer in dying. Let them at least know that to my latest moment I thought of them.

Tribulation first makes one realize what one is.

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.

Let them eat cake.