I wasn’t raised, I was built.

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

There is nothing new except what has been forgotten.

We 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.

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

Let them eat cake.

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