Occupation: Queen Of France Birth: November 2, 1755 Death: October 16, 1793
I was a queen, and you took away my crown; a wife, and you killed my husband; a mother, and you deprived me of my children. My blood alone remains: t….
I wasn’t raised, I was built..
No, do not love me, it is better to give me death!.
Courage! I have shown it for years; think you I shall lose it at the moment when my sufferings are to end?.
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 t….
it is the nature of human beings, and especially of the mediocre ones, to wish to change everything. They desire it all the more because they know po….
If the people have no bread, let them eat cake..
Farewell, my children, forever. I go to your Father..
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 t….
I have come, Sire, to complain of one of your subjects who has been so audacious as to kick me in the belly..
Courage? The moment when my troubles are going to end is not the moment when my courage is going to fail me..
No one understands my ills, nor the terror that fills my breast, who does not know the heart of a mother..
And I will make thee beds of roses, And a thousand fragrant posies..
Let them eat cake..
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….
The ministers and the Jacobins are making the king declare war tomorrow on Austria. The ministers are hoping that this move will frighten the Austria….
one's enjoyment is doubled when one can share it with a friend - and where can one find a more affectionate, a more intimate friend than in one's own….
I have just been condemned, not to a shameful death, which can only apply to felons, but rather to finding your brother again...I seek forgiveness fo….
Marie Antoinette. Her last words were,"Pardon me sir. I did not mean to do it,"to a man whose foot she stepped on before she was executed by the guil….
I am terrified of being bored..