Quotes About Class

Unfortunately it is nowadays the fashion to pretend that the glass is penetrable. Of course everyone knows that class-prejudice exists, but at the same time everyone claims that he, in some mysterious way, is exempt from it. Snobbishness is one of those vices which we can discern in everyone else but never in ourselves.

Poverty is poverty, whether the tool you work with is a pick-axe or fountain pen.

If there is hope, it's in the proles.

Los Altos quieren quedarse donde están. Los Medianos tratan de arrebatarles sus puestos a los Altos. La finalidad de los Bajos, cuando la tienen -porque su principal característica es hallarse aplastados por las exigencias de la vida cotidiana-, consiste en abolir todas las distinciones y crear una sociedad en que todos los hombre sean iguales.

The aim of the Low, when they have an aim — for it is an abiding characteristic of the Low that they are too much crushed by drudgery to be more than intermittently conscious of anything outside their daily lives — is to abolish all distinctions and create a society in which all men shall be equal.

It had always been assumed that if the capitalist class were expropriated, Socialism must follow: and unquestionably the capitalists had been expropriated. Factories, mines, land, houses, transport — everything had been taken away from them: and since these things were no longer private property, it followed that they must be public property.

So these two classes, rising professionals and sinking workers, which a couple of generations ago were close in income and not so far apart in mores, no longer believe they belong to the same country. But they can't escape each other, and their coexistence breeds condescension, resentment, and shame.

It's the freaking American way--you start out in a dangerous craphole and work hard so you can someday move up to a somewhat less dangerous craphole. And finally maybe you get a mansion.

Then I imagined a whole world of people toiling in the shadow of approaching ruin, exhausting their strength and grace, while above them a whole other world of people puttered around, enjoying the good things of life, staying at the Burj just because they could. And I left my ATM woes out of it and just wrote: Paucity = Rage.

It is now no more that toleration is spoken of, as if it was by the indulgence of one class of people, that another enjoyed the exercise of their inherent natural rights. For happily the government of the United States, which gives to bigotry no sanction - to persecution no assistance, requires only that they who live under its protection should demean themselves as good citizens.

Sono persone che si danno arie da borghesi. Io non mi sognerei mai di far studiare mio figlio da avvocato

How is this? she demanded I had thought a Marquis must always be acceptable! That, Miss Merriville, Depends on the Marquis!

Eugenia never wears modish gowns. She says there are more important things to think of than one's dresses.' 'What a stupid thing to say!' remarked Sophy. 'Naturally there are, but not, I hold, when one is dressing for dinner.

He was clearly a person of affluence, if not of taste.

Nothing he wore was designed to attract attention, but he made every other man in the room look either a trifle overdressed or a trifle shabby.

Me, I am not a lady,' announced her grace. 'I have been very well educated, and I will drink port.

In a nobler age one could have answered such impertinence by jostling his lordship as he stood holding open the door, so that he would have been obliged to demand a meeting. Or did one, even in that age, refrain from jostling people in doorways when a lady was present?

of the establishment, and was only

Mrs Tallant crushed these budding hopes. 'Full dress, to be sure, my dear: satin, I daresay. Feathers, of course. I do not know if hoops are still worn at Court. Lady Bridlington is to make your sister a present of the dress, and I know I may depend upon her to choose just what is right. Come, my dears! If we are to call upon your uncle on our way home it is high time we were off!

A man whose raiment attracted attention, had said Mr Brummell, was not a well-dressed man.

for one couldn't expect her to dine in the housekeeper's

I had this chronic hyperactivity and an inability to focus, so I was forever being moved to another class, with a much smaller group of children - some of them about 18. If I was asked to read a paragraph, this white wall would go up in my head. Still now, I read very slowly and can rarely work out a tip.

My son, Wolf, was born when I was past 40 and the author of a best-selling novel. That means he has grown up a middle-class child - one who sometimes asks me for stories of my childhood but knows nothing of what it means to grow up poor and afraid. I have worked to make sure of that.

My parents came from lower-class British backgrounds. But they worked hard and, without formal education, made it where they are today.