I Am Terrified Of Being Bored.

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 For All Whom I Know For Every Harm I May Have Unwittingly Caused Them...adieu, Good, Gentle Sister...i Embrace You With All My Heart As Well As The Poor, Dear Children.

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.

I Have Come, Sire, To Complain Of One Of Your Subjects Who Has Been So Audacious As To Kick Me In The Belly.

If The People Have No Bread, Let Them Eat Cake.

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 Guillotine