In Khmer we have a saying that when one is both quite sick and old there remains only one thing, that you die.

When I die, my only wish is that Cambodia remain Cambodia and belong to the West. It is over for communism, and I want to stress that.

For the other people, the babies, the young ones, I did not order them to be killed. For Son Sen and his family, yes. I feel sorry for that. That was a mistake that occurred when we put our plan into practice. I feel sorry.

The sick are victims of their own imagination.

He who protests is an enemy; he who opposes is a corpse.

I want you to know that everything I did, I did for my country.

I'm quite satisfied on one thing: If we had not carried out our struggle, Cambodia would have become another Kampuchea Krom in 1975.