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.

My grandchildren are growing up and they could not understand why the Marcoses are still being crucified although we keep on telling them that we did not steal from the Filipino people.

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

They need a role model. They need a star!

My husband does not like me to give interviews because I say too much. No talk, no trouble.

They call me corrupt, frivolous. I am not at all privileged. Maybe the only privileged thing is my face. And corrupt? God! I would not look like this if I am corrupt. Some ugliness would settle down on my system.

Filipinos want beauty. I have to look beautiful so that the poor Filipinos will have a star to look at from their slums.