No one understands my ills, nor the terror that fills my breast, who does not know the heart of a mother.
Marie AntoinetteI 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.
Marie AntoinetteI have come, Sire, to complain of one of your subjects who has been so audacious as to kick me in the belly.
Marie AntoinetteWe had a beautiful dream and that was all. The interest of my son is the only guide I have, and whatever happiness I could achieve by being free of this place I cannot consent to separate my self from him. I could not have any pleasure in the world if I abandoned my children. I do not even have any regrets.
Marie Antoinette