Filipinos want beauty. I have to look beautiful so that the poor Filipinos will have a star to look at from their slums.
I hate ugliness. You know I`m allergic to ugliness.
I am First Lady by accident. I was not elected by the people but here I am.
We practically own everything in the Philippines.
I get so tired listening to one million dollars here, one million dollars there, it`s so petty.
Win or lose, we go shopping after the election.
Life is not a matter of place, things or comfort; rather, it concerns the basic human rights of family, country, justice and human dignity.
Never dress down for the poor. They won`t respect you for it. They want their First Lady to look like a million dollars.
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.
I did not have three thousand pairs of shoes, I had one thousand and sixty.
The problems with First Ladies is that you have to set the standard. My role is to be both star and slave.
God is love. I have loved. Therefore, I will go to heaven.
It`s the rich you can terrorize. The poor have nothing to lose.
My husband does not like me to give interviews because I say too much. No talk, no trouble.
I have never been a material girl. My father always told me never to love anything that cannot love you back.
People say I`m extravagant because I want to be surrounded by beauty. But tell me, who wants to be surrounded by garbage?
If you know how much you`ve got, you probably haven`t got much.
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 have a different way of thinking. I think synergistically. I`m not linear in thinking, I`m not very logical.
My dreams have become puny with the reality my life has become.
Continuous persecution of widows and orphans is a crime. Even the Bible says there is a specific place in hell for those who oppress widows.
I was no Marie Antoinette. I was not born to nobility, but I had a human right to nobility.
Doesn`t the fight for survival also justify swindle and theft? In self defence, anything goes.
When they see me holding fish, they can see that I am comfortable with kings as well as with paupers.
''˜Nouveau riche' is better than '˜no riche.''
I was born ostentatious. They will list my name in the dictionary someday. They will use `Imeldific` to mean ostentatious extravagance.