Farewell, My Children, Forever. I Go To

Qu'ils Mangent De La Brioche. Let Them Eat Cake. On Being Told That Her People Had No Bread. Attributed To Marie-antoinette, But Remark Is Much Older. Rousseau Refers In His Confessions, 1740, To A Similar Remark, As A Well-known Saying. Others Attribute The Remark To The Wife Of Louis Xiv.

Farewell, My Children, Forever. I Go To Your Father.

I Trust We Shall Never Be Reduced To The Painful Extremity Of Seeking The Aid Of Mirabeau.

Tribulation First Makes One Realize What One Is.

And I Will Make Thee Beds Of Roses, And A Thousand Fragrant Posies.