Letting everyone down would be my greatest unhappiness.
No, do not love me, it is better to give me death!
Marie Antoinette. Her last words were,"Pardon me sir. I did not mean to do it,"to a man whose foot she stepped on before she was executed by the guillotine
I am terrified of being bored.
I trust we shall never be reduced to the painful extremity of seeking the aid of Mirabeau.
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.