Let Them Eat Cake.

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

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

Let Them Eat Cake.

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.

I Wasn’t Raised, I Was Built.