For the relationship between Brissot and Lafayette, see a letter from Lafayette to Washington in favor of Brissot dated May 25 1788, and number 659 (May 29 1791) of Brissotâs journal Le Patriote Français: âI saw Lafayette before the revolution.â
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Teenage Lucile Desmoulins being #relatable compilation
Source: Lucileâs diary from 1788 and 1789
1788Â
Friday 27 â I want to finish my story, I cannot finish it! I pick up the pen, I want to write, but nothing comesâŠ
Monday 30 â [âŠ] I had fun breaking dead wood, then I found a snail. I examined it a little, I broke its shell, but having fallen onto my stomach it made me cry out loud, because this ugly beast was crawling on my stomach!
Sunday 5 â [âŠ] After dinner, I went upstairs to read a few passages from Grandisson, but I had to go back down to go for a walk with everyone, which annoyed me quite a bit, because I would have liked to read forever.
Monday 6 â I didnât go out all morning, I did nothing but read.
Monday 21 â [âŠ] Maman made me tremble last night: she came to fetch the inkwell, I was in bed, she opened my drawer to take a pen, I was afraid she would take my diaryâŠ
Thursday 24 â [âŠ]  I love only one person on earth, her alone! Yes, Maman alone makes all my happiness, everything else is indifferent to me. Sheâs the only friend I want to have.
Saturday 26 â [âŠ] I spent the morning, as well as the Friday afternoon, without being able to do anything, starting everything and finishing nothing.
Monday 28 â [âŠ] I went and threw myself on a haystack, I stayed there a long time. I found a few hours of happiness there. [âŠ] This lack of spirit does not leave me. I dare not talk about it because I cannot explain what I feel, not understanding it. They would laugh at me.
1789 (undated entries)
How upset I am! Everything I see only serves to despair me! Scourge of the earth, you whom heaven made to punish us⊠How tired I am of living, and I fear to die⊠Alas, why am I?⊠What am I useful for on earth? If I didnât exist⊠I donât know what Iâm saying anymore. My mind is absent, I go to bed without thinking about where I am⊠What am I? Very littleâŠ
[âŠ] What, men⊠Oh, what a lot to say! Be quiet, Lucile, let the men do what they want, close your eyes to their actions, you have nothing to do with themâŠ
Cruel moments, which have lasted too long!⊠The dreadful memory still comes to torment me⊠Ah, all my life I will remember it! Oh, what temerity! O you, happy inhabitants of these sweet lands, you guided by simple nature, how I envy your fate! Why was I not born among you? I have rage in my heart⊠Flow my tears, flow, relieve my pain or rather consume me! Perish my memory! May I be reduced to ashes, and may the winds scatter it throughout the earth!
Could you do a collection of Camilleâs bitchiest moments?
The thought of their (the Estates Generalâs) mission filled me with respect, and I was surprised to feel for our priest a sense of reverence from which I was so far removed in Laon. I blamed both you and your illness very much. Why did you show so little haste to receive so great an honor? This was the first of my sorrows.
Desmoulins in a letter to his father, May 5 1789
The King and the National Assembly live here now, and I want to reside in Paris too. I am abandoning my ungrateful and unfair region. I want to profit from this moment of fame to acquire furnishings, to register in a district; could you be so cruel as to refuse me a bed, or a pair of curtains? Am I without assets, without family? Is it true that I have neither father nor mother? But, you say, to obtain these furnishings will take thirty or forty louis. I reply to you: it is necessary to live; it is necessary to pay the debts you have forced me to take on over the last six years; because I have been without the bare essentials for the last six years. Tell the truth, have you ever bought me any furnishings? Have you ever put me in the position of not having to pay out the exorbitant rents for furnished accommodation? Your miserable policy of sending me two louis here, two louis there has never allowed me to acquire furnishings or a place of my own. And when I think that my chances depend on my residence; with a residence I could be president, district commander, a representative in the Paris commune; instead of which I am no more than an admired writer: living proof that with talent, virtue, character, a love of hard work and having given great services, one can still come to nothing. What an amazing thing! Here are ten years in which I have complained in this way and it is easier for me to create a revolution, and overturn all France than to obtain from my father, once and for all the fifty odd louis that will enable me to set up my own establishment. What a man you are! With all your intellect and all your virtues you have never known how to understand me. You have continually slandered me; you have always called me extravagant, a wastrel, I was nothing more than that. All my life I only yearned for a home, an establishment and after I left the paternal home in Guise you never wanted me to have any lodging in Paris except an inn, and here I am, thirty years old. You are always telling me that I have other brothers! Yes, but here is the difference; nature has given me wings and my brothers do not feel the chains of poverty which tether me to earth in the same way as I do. [âŠ] Help me out in these circumstances, if you canât buy me a bed here, send me one. Can you refuse me a bed? I have told you that I donât want to hear any talk of Guise. Your lack of recognition in the region, and mine even more so has detached me from it. So do something for me, your eldest son.
Desmoulins in a letter to his father, October 8 1789
M. Malouet: âŠIs Camille-Desmoulins innovative? He will justify himself. Is he guilty? I will be the accuser of him and of all those who take up his defense. Let him justify himself, if he dares. (A voice rises from the stands: Yes, I dare. A part of the surprised assembly rises; the rumor spreads in the assembly that it is M. Camille Desmoulins who has spoken; the president gives the order to arrest the individual who uttered these words.)Â
NâŠ: I ask that we deliberate beforehand on this arrest.Â
M. Robespierre:Â I believe that the provisional order given by the President was indispensable; but must you confuse imprudence and inconsideration with crime? He heard himself accused of a crime against the Nation, it is difficult for a sensitive man to remain silent. It cannot be supposed that he intended to disrespect the Legislative Body. Humanity agrees with justice, pleads in its favour. I ask for his release, and that we move on to the agenda.Â
[The president annonces that M. Camille Desmoulins has escaped and canât be arrested. The Assembly pass onto the order of the day.]
Session of the National Assembly, August 2 1790
Robespierre the younger was called the great howler, the national bellower. Desmoulins said:Â Ducos' least gesture is an epigram, and the very sound of young Robespierre's voice is foolish. Desmoulins said of the opinions put forward by Robespierre the younger in the rostrum that they always came from the throat, never from the head.Â
Note written by Edme-Bonaventure Courtois, cited in Camille Desmoulins and his wife; passages from the history of the Dantonists founded upon new and hitherto unpublished documents(1878) by Jules Claretie, p. 458.
Robespierre: Camille's writings are to be condemned, no doubt; but nevertheless it is necessary to distinguish the person from his works. I consent freedom to treat Desmoulins like a spoiled child who had happy dispositions, and who has been led astray by bad company. His head sometimes wanders, but his talents are precious. [âŠ] I end by asking that his numbers be treated like the aristocrats who buy them, with the contempt that profanity deserves. I propose to the Society to burn them in the middle of the room (There is applause several times; Robespierre's speech was interrupted by applause and bursts of laughter).Â
Desmoulins: That's very well said, Robespierre, but I'll answer you like Rousseau: "To burn is not to answer."Â
Robespierre: How dare you still want to justify works that delight the aristocracy? Learn, Camille, that if you were not Camille, one could not have so much indulgence for you.
Robespierre and Desmoulins at the Jacobins January 7 1794
The accused are asked their names, surnames, they answer as follows: [âŠ] 4. BenoĂźt Camille Desmoulins, 33 [sic] years old, the age of Jesus, critical for patriots.
Desmoulins at the first day of his trial
In effect, how should one esteem a woman (Madame Ricord) who knows so little of the rules of propriety and her duties as a wife to commit the gravest offenses against them? How should I have loved a person who continually compromised my younger brother with her advances, to which he believed it essential to his honor and duty not to respond?Â
Charlotte Robespierreâs memoirs (1834)Â
Philippe had, it seems, learned from a certain source many things on the conduct of this young person (Guffroyâs daughter), and even knew that she was pregnant, having had a liaison with her fatherâs master printer. He replied therefore bad-temperedly: âGuffroy, you wish me too well; I thank you for the ill you have told me of Mlle Duplay, but I want to be the father only of children of my own making.â Guffroy, furious at this refusal, would later put all his effort into troubling our happiness, but he did not succeed. The pregnancy of his daughter was only too certain, for she had her lying-in four months after my marriage.
Memoirs of Ălisabeth Lebas
The femme or fille Lacombe is finally in prison, and unable to do harm. This counter-revolutionary Bacchante now drinks only water; we know that she loved wine very much, that she loved food and men no less, as evidenced by the close fraternity that reigned between her, Jacques Roux, Leclerc, and company, etc.
Feuille du Salut Public, 24 September 1793.Â
I have observed very well that these Societies [of Revolutionary Republican Women] are not composed of mothers, daughters, sisters looking after their young brothers or sisters, but of a kind of adventurers, knights-errant, emancipated girls, female grenadiers.
Fabre dâEglantine at the Convention, October 29 1793.
[Robespierre] told me that he was as timid as a child and always trembled when he approached the rostrum.
Souvenirs sur Mirabeau (1832) by Etienne Dumont, page 251.
Collot dâHerbois still remained his hold on Robespierreâs coat-collar. As I had at that very moment left the Convention on my way to the committee, I became a chance spectator of this fearful scene, whose violence was still not the greatest crime in my eyes. Behind it stood revealed the plot of premeditated vengeance, far worse than a mere outburst of anger. I was among those who compelled Collot dâHerbois to release his hold on Robespierre, who thereupon declared that he could no longer sit with his enemies, styling them a party of septemvirs, whom he would unmask and fight in the body of the Convention. He then took his departure, in spite of the entreaties of the entreaties of the committee, which, having been unable to conquer, sought to retain him in its midst. âLet him go his way,â I said to those surrounding him. All my interest in him lay in the fact that I did not wish to see him strangled on the spot by a stronger man, and one perhaps as wicked as himself. I followed him for a short distance in order to see him safely home; he was trembling as he walked alone.Â
Memoirs of Barras, Member of the Directorate (1895), volume 1, page 196-198.
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Frev people predicting the future (or just being dead wrong about it) compilationÂ
shoutout to @cheeri1yfrancis for coming up with this idea!
May the capital, when it finds out (about the dismissal of Necker), not see any dangerous commotion arising in its bosom! May evil citizens not take advantage of it to cause disorder and spread rumors that might ignite rebellion!
Letter from Antoine-Joseph Gorsas, seven oâclock in the morning on July 12 1789
This will be an interesting day.
Lafayette in a letter written six oâclock in the morning on July 14 1789
O woman, cruel woman, woman unworthy of the sun that shines on you, what, shall celestial vengeance not burst entirely on your head, shall you triumph? Go, the day may not be far off when all the evils you cause will fall on you! You will groan then, but it will be too late! We wonât complain! Fear the example of queens who, like you, have done evil! See: some perished in misery, others were sent to the scaffold. This may be the fate that awaits youâŠ
Lucile Duplessis in her diary, summer 1789
Despite the audacity of my enemies, they will not succeed: the Frenchman is incapable of regicide.
Louis XVI to the count of Estaing, October 5 1789
Amidst the diversity of opinions and parties that divide the French, amidst the ignorance of the true principles of government, foreign to the meditations of most men, is it impossible that a triumphant general, in the name of the law, should arm his deluded soldiers against the best citizens, designating them as a particular and enemy faction, and marking them with the insignificant name of factious, which court policy has hitherto given to the defenders of the nation's rights?
Robespierre in a speech held January 25 1792
We have arrived at the outcome of the constitutional drama. The Revolution will take a faster course, if it does not sink into military and dictatorial despotism. In the situation we are in, it is impossible for the friends of liberty to foresee and direct events. The destiny of France seems to leave it to intrigue and chance.
Robespierre in a letter to Couthon, August 9 1792Â (incorrectly dated July 20 1792 in his correspondence)
Despite so many guineas, can one cite to me, asked Danton, a single man, strongly pronounced in the Revolution and in favor of the Republic, who has been condemned to death by the revolutionary tribunal?
Desmoulins in number 3 (18 December 1793) of le Vieux Cordelier
I have always been six or even eighteen months ahead of public opinion. I still am six months in advance, and I postpone your change of opinion about me to a less distant time.
Desmoulins in number 5 of the Vieux Cordelier
[Robespierre the younger] complains that the lowest flatteries are used to create division between patriots: they went so far as to tell him that he was better than his brother: âBut in vain,â he cries, âwould anyone want to separate me from him: as long as he is the proclaimer of morality and the terror of scoundrels, I aspire to no other glory than to share the same tomb as him!âÂ
Augustin Robespierre at the jacobins on July 11 1794, recorded in number 32 (July 18) of Mercure français.
If we succeed, the conspirators say, it is necessary to contrast by an extreme indulgence with the present state of things.
Robespierre in his final 8 thermidor speech
Comment who had the most creepy/impressive comment!
Courage makes it easy to bear the ills that are our own, but a mother's heart is hard to calm over the fate of a child from whom she feels herself torn. If misfortune imprints a sacred character, let it preserve my dear Eudora, I will not speak of pains similar to those I experience, but of dangers infinitely more formidable in my eyes! May she preserve her innocence, and may she succeed one day in fulfilling, in peace and obscurity, the touching duty of wife and mother. She needs to prepare for it by leading an active and orderly life, and to add to her taste for the duties of her sex some talents whose exercise she may find necessary. I know that she has the means for this with you. You have a son, and I dare not tell you that this idea has troubled me; but you also have a daughter, and then I felt reassured. Thatâs enough said to a sensitive soul, to a mother, and to a person such as I suppose you to be. My condition produces strong affections; it does not allow for long expressions. Please accept my best wishes and my gratitude.
Manon Roland in a letter to âthe person in charge of my daughterâ (later identified as one Madame Godefroid) on November 7 1793. Eudora Roland was 11,5 years old at the time of her motherâs execution and fatherâs suicide in November 1793. A month earlier, October 8 1793, Manon had also written a letter adressed to Eudora herself, where she tells her to remember and be worthy of her parents.
Republican woman, preserve your character, your courage. You know the purity of my patriotism. I shall preserve the same character until death. Raise my son in Republican principles. You cannot manage the printing press alone, so dismiss the workers. Hail to the Marat citizenesses! Hail to the Republicans! I leave you my memory and my virtues. Marat has taught me to suffer.
Momoroâs last letter to his wife, cited in Antoine Francois Momoro: "First Printer of National Liberty", 1756-1794 (2015) by Grace Phelan. Credit to @nesiacha for discovering it!
My Lucile! My good Loulou! My hen from Cachant, I beg you, do not stay on the branch, do not call me by your cries, they would tear me from the depth of my grave. Go and care for your little one, live for my Horace, speak of me with him. Tell him what he will not be able to understand, that I would have loved him much!
Desmoulins in his last letter to his wife, April 1 1794. Their son Horace was 1,5 years old at the time of his parentsâ executions in April 1794.
When you receive this letter, my good friend, I will live only in the memory of those who love me. What a burden I leave you, three children, and nothing to help raise them! However, it is one of my consolations to think that you will want to live well because of your innocent family. My friend, I know your sensitivity, I like to believe that you will give bitter tears to the memory of a man who wanted to make you happy, who made his main pleasure the education of his two sons and his beloved daughter; but, could you neglect to think that your second thought belongs to them? They can at least, by their innocent caresses, take the place of those that I can no longer give you. [âŠ] My friend, contain your sorrows, and inspire in my children only modest virtues; it is so difficult to do good for one's country! [âŠ] Kiss my children, love them, raise them; console yourself, console my mother, my family. Farewell! Farewell forever.
Salle in his last letter to his wife, June 18 1794. I have been unable to discover how old his three children were at the time of his execution on June 19.
I immediately abandoned the coach to run to my husband; all three of us walked in the direction of the HĂŽtel de Ville. On the way he exhorted me to return home, made me a thousand recommendations on the subject of our son, prayed me not to make him hate his fatherâs assassins: âNourish him with your milk,â he said; âinspire him with the love of his homeland; tell him that his father died for it; farewell, my Ălisabeth, farewell!â Then I had to separate from him. His last words to me were: âLive for our dear son; inspire him with noble sentiments, you are worthy of them. Farewell, farewell!â And I never saw him againâŠ
Memoirs of Ălisabeth Le Bas (written in the 1840s). Their son Philippe was six weeks old at the time of his fatherâs suicide on July 28 1794.
You would surprise me greatly if misfortune had not yet enlarged your soul. What does the fate that awaits me matter, provided that I know how to honor it by my firmness? Any feeling other than love of the homeland must be banished from our hearts at this moment; how many things you will have to tell one day to Pauline and to the child you have just brought into the world! Redouble your efforts to preserve yourself for them, and to transmit to them the sacred fire of virtue with which we are inflamed.
Joseph Le Bon in a letter to his wife Ălisabeth âMimieâ, November 9 1794. Their children, Pauline and Ămile, were 2 and 1 years old at the time of their fatherâs execution on October 10 1795.
If, contrary to what I foresee, you were to survive the terrible storm that right now rumbles in the republic and everything attached to it, if you can find yourself in a calm situation again, and find some friends to help you triumph over your bad fortune, then I recommend you to live truly united together, I recommend my wife to try to lead my children forward very gently, and I recommend my children to be deserving the goodness of their mother by respecting her and always being very obedient to her. It is suitable for the family of a martyr of liberty to give example of all virtues, in order to gain esteem and attachment from all good men. I desire that my wife does all that is possible to give her children an education, by engaging all her friends to aid her in everything that would also be possible for them for this goal. I invite Ămile to lend himself to this wish of a father whom I believe to be well loved, and by whom he was so much loved: I invite him to lend himself to it without losing time and as soon as he can. My friends, I hope that you remember me, and that you talk about me often. i hope that you will believe that I have loved you a lot. I donât know of any other way of rendering you happy except through the common good. I failed, I sacrificed myself, it it for you that I die. Speak a lot about me to Camille, tell him a thousand times that I carried him tenderly in my heart. Say the same thing to CaĂŻus, when he will be capable of understanding it.
Gracchus Babeufâs last letter to his wife and children. At the time of his execution on May 27 1797, his sons Robert âĂmileâ was 11,5 years old, Camille 7 years old and CaĂŻus four months old.
I remember an anecdote to which I attached too little importance at that time: In the first months of the Revolution, finding myself at the dinner with Danton, Danton reproached me for spoiling the good cause, by digressing from the line where Barnave and the Lameths marched, who then began to deviate from the popular principles.
Robespierreâs notes against the dantonists, written somewhere in March 1794
The word virtue made Danton laugh; he didnât have a more solid virtue, he said amusingly, than the one which he did every night with his wife. How could a man, to whom every idea of morality was foreign, be the defender of liberty?
Robespierreâs notes against the dantonists, written somewhere in March 1794
This man (Bourdon de lâOise) walked incessantly with the appearance of an assassin who contemplates a crime; he seems to be persecuted by the image of the scaffold and by the furies.
Robespierre in a note on Bourdon de lâOise written somewhere after the passing of the law of 22 prairial. All men in these notes are designated as âleaders of the coalition.â