A son would have belonged to the state, but you shall be mine, and have all my care; you shall share my happiness and soften my sorrows.

I put on my rouge and wash my hands in front of the whole world!

Mon chou d'amour is charming, and I love him madly. He loves me very much too, in his own way, without embarrassment.

It is quite certain that in seeing the people who treat us so well despite their own misfortune, we are more obliged than ever to work hard for their happiness…