Farewell, My Children, Forever. I

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

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

Letting Everyone Down Would Be My Greatest Unhappiness.

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

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.