No, do not love me, it is better to give me death!

And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies.

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

There is nothing new except what has been forgotten.

Let them eat cake.

If the people have no bread, let them eat cake.

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!