The law, in its majestic equality, forbids the rich as well as the poor to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread.

What dreams may come to pass; what sufferings are in store.

“‘Oh, Madame, you don’t seem afraid to die. I always dread death—I’m a horrible coward.’ The Empress looked at me in astonishment.
‘Surely, Lili, you are not really afraid to die.’
‘Yes, Madame, I am.’
‘I cannot understand anyone being afraid to die,’ she said, quietly. ‘I have always looked upon Death as such a friend, such a rest. You mustn’t be afraid to die, Lili.’”