Farewell, My Children, Forever. I Go To

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.

No One Understands My Ills, Nor The Terror That Fills My Breast, Who Does Not Know The Heart Of A Mother.

Courage? The Moment When My Troubles Are Going To End Is Not The Moment When My Courage Is Going To Fail Me.

Letting Everyone Down Would Be My Greatest Unhappiness.

There Is Nothing New Except What Has Been Forgotten.