Not enough youths fighting windmills. And the old are fearful, jaded or dead. Do not ask me what to do. I am just as cowardly as you. And do not tell me it is enough to speak the truth; that it is bravery enough. Every mountain leveled to the ground, every forest burned, every man, woman, and child who lost their shanties to arsonist fires were defended to the heavens—with words.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

Only two things in man’s consciousness defy discussion: faith and one’s marriage.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

Reality is a construct. You are what you think you are.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

The battle for hearts and minds begins in the field of memory. And in that field, age has no limit.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

The best dreams are the dreams we made come true for the world.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

The most difficult lesson is not being bitter—that balancing you need to do so you don't become bitter, even as you cease being gullible.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

There are places I cannot visit. Places of unbearable sadness, grief, mourning. They say places are made by people. I say places are defined by the memories they conjure—the lunge of a curse, a shared and shattered history, a loved one drowned and lost in the ocean of forgetting.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

There are those who live and die giving love, without receiving any. And those who live life just taking, never giving. So the universe gives a boon to a few lucky souls: Who they love will love them back—all their lives.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

The road to home is when we find our hearts filled with the stories of our people.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza

The time we were together, we were the best we can be for each other.

— Psyche Roxas-Mendoza