They went into my closets looking for skeletons, but thank God all they found were shoes, beautiful shoes.

I did NOT have three thousand pairs of shoes, I had one thousand and sixty.

People say I'm extravagant because I want to be surrounded by beauty. But tell me, who wants to be surrounded by garbage?

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

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.

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.

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

I have never been a material girl. My father always told me never to love anything that cannot love you back.

I am beyond logic and rationality.

Win or lose, we go shopping after the election.

The Marcos era was the golden time for the Philippines. We had the lowest crime rate in the world in Manila and real development then. At last, people are starting to understand this.

WAKE UP NOW...You will become a history one day...Even if you are most important, most powerful, most wanted or most influential individual on the planet. THAT’S IT!

I call on people to be 'obsessed citizens,' forever questioning and asking for accountability. That's the only chance we have today of a healthy and happy life.

Unless man have a natural bent in accordance with nature's, he has no chance of understanding nature at all.

Better a thousand times even a swiftly fading, ephemeral moment of life than the epoch-long unconsciousness of the stone.

I have learned as much about writing about my people by listening to blues and jazz and spirituals as I have by reading novels.

Time will be your friend or your enemy; it will promote you or expose you.

Im interested in existential films: I love movies that console you in the same way that a person consoles a weeping child.

The most direct and enduring way to reach the mind and imagination of the learner is through the mind, imagination and character of the outstanding teacher.

The only freedom supposed to be left to the masses is that of grazing on the ration of simulacra the system distributes to each individual.

The real truth about children is they don't speak the language very well. They're physically uncoordinated. And they are ignorant of our elaborate ideas about right and wrong.