I trust we shall never be reduced to the painful extremity of seeking the aid of Mirabeau.
I am terrified of being bored.
If the people have no bread, let them eat cake.
I have come, Sire, to complain of one of your subjects who has been so audacious as to kick me in the belly.
Letting everyone down would be my greatest unhappiness.
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.