Filipinos don’t wallow in what is miserable and ugly. They recycle the bad into things of beauty.

I hate ugliness. You know I’m allergic to ugliness.

You know, not even your British Queen is called just Elizabeth – she’s Elizabeth the Second. There’s only one Imelda.

I will come up with a project that will wipe out poverty in the Philippines in two years. I want to remove the people from economic crisis by using the Marcos wealth. Long after I’m gone, people will remember me for building them homes and roads and hospitals and giving them food.

The problem of the world today is the people talk on and on about democracy, freedom, justice. But I don’t give a damn about democracy if I am worried about survival.

Why should people be afraid that we use a few small pellets of uranium at the nuclear power plant in Bataan? Don’t they know that we’re surrounded by uranium? We have the world’s fourth largest deposits of uranium. Yes, we’re all radioactive – must be the reason why we have so many faith healers!

It’s the rich you can terrorize. The poor have nothing to lose.

Doesn’t the fight for survival also justify swindle and theft? In self defence, anything goes.

If you know how rich you are, you are not rich. But me, I am not aware of the extent of my wealth. That’s how rich we are.

I hardly can sleep. I feel that my target now is really to save Mother Earth for humanity. And it’s doable.