I don't know what I'm going to do. The only thing I say is that God will please give me somewhere to live because I always lived in that house - and it's awful to say I don't have that now.

Two guys came in and said 'Come here miss!' They took me out a little window.

I was laying down in my bedroom and I heard a loud boom. But I thought it was my son. So I yelled Javier, Javier! But he didn't answer. So I got up and it was full of smoke and I wanted to fall.

The monster who played God can justify his actions; sometimes he possibly believes he was an angel of mercy.

He will always be known as the monster.

Every week we are meeting with U.S. investors precisely because we do not want to generate nervousness, and so far the Mexican stock market has not changed greatly. We are going to be very prudent to transmit a message of calm.