The sick are victims of their own imagination.
I'm quite satisfied on one thing: If we had not carried out our struggle, Cambodia would have become another Kampuchea Krom in 1975.
Since he is of no use anymore, there is no gain if he lives and no loss if he dies.
It's up to history to judge.
We will burn the old grass and the new will grow.
In Khmer we have a saying that when one is both quite sick and old there remains only one thing, that you die.