Quotes About Inequality

Love is for the middle class," Fellows said. "The poor can't afford it, and neither can the rich.

We who have means and a voice must use them to help those who have neither. Yet how can we help them if we don't even know about them? And how can we know about them if no one writes about them? Is it so wrong to want to know things?

Watch a child die for the lack of a few coins. Do that, and you might start to understand a few things, like the difference between a theft and a crime.

For the rich boys who get to go to the Sorbonne even though they're too stupid to solve a simple quadratic equation? For the viscount I was seated next to at a dinner who tried to put his hand up my skirt through all five courses? For the smug society ladies who look me up and down and purse their lips and say no, I won't do for their sons because my chin is too pointed, my nose is too large, I talk too much about numbers?

I hate the queen," said Gretta, clenching her fists. "I hate the palace and everyone in it. They take everything, while we barely have enough to eat. I hate you, too, Sophie!

If I were stepping down from the bus at the rich end of town instead of the trailer park, I wouldn't have to watch every word I said to make sure it wasn't slang for an orgasm.

The girls looked aghast. I watched them cast baleful looks their mother's way, and saw, in their silky, seamless faces, the thick patina so many years of privilege had left behind. Suddenly I was enraged—enraged at both of them for not knowing what these privileges had cost.

money making money making money into a giant fucking tower of bullshit.

It's just like Darren to worry about poor people in China while giving no thought to poor people in America, who need Walmart because they can't afford to shop anywhere else—a losers' club Rich feels, eternally, on the brink of joining, if he hasn't already.

My people are crumbling and dying and starving, and you're blessing blessed people and serving the saved.

If the kingdom of God belongs to the poor, the bottom dwellers, then rich American Christians are going to have the hardest time finding it.

They were brutes, no doubt, but brutes who could not read, and who were dying of hunger.

Quem era o idiota que punha a felicidade deste mundo na repartição da riqueza?

Evet! Bu utanç verici gösteriyi izliyoruz, borçlar ve suçlar alt?nda ezilmiÅŸ kiÅŸiler suçsuz ilan ediliyor; buna kar??l?k onurun ta kendisi, yaÅŸam? lekesiz bir adam cezaland?r?l?yor. Bir toplum bu noktaya geldiÄŸi zaman, art?k çürümeye baÅŸlam?? demektir.

Yes, all you French workers have that one idea: you want to dig up a treasure and live on it for evermore in selfish and lazy isolation. You make a great song against the rich, but when fortune give you some money you haven't the guts to give it back to the poor. You will never deserve to be happy so long as you have personal possessions, and your hatred of the bourgeois simply comes from your mad desire to be bourgeois yourselves in their place!

They, poor devils, were just machine-fodder, they were penned like cattle in housing estates, the big Companies were gradually dominating their whole lives, regulating slavery, threatening to enlist all the nation's workers, millions of hands to increase the wealth of a thousand idlers.

For a moment he was filled with envy, revolt, and bitter jealousy. He asked himself why he was poor whilst others were rich.

Então era possível que uma pessoa se matasse num trabalho de escravo, no fundo dessas trevas horrendas, e nem sequer conseguisse ganhar os parcos tostões para o pão de cada dia?

Fransa'n?n en büyük romanc?lar?ndan birinin kopard??? Üstelik bu insanlar uyuyabiliyorlar, eÅŸleri ve çocuklar? var, onlar? seviyorlar! ç??l???n? her okuyuÅŸlar?nda yürekleri s?zlayacak, kendi kendilerinden, kendi türlerinden utanacak, gerçek adalet özlemini bir kez daha duyacaklar.

Je voyais qu'il étaient remplis d'une admiration stupide : elle est si démesurément supérieure à eux ... à n'importe qui sur terre, n'est-ce pas ?

In modern capitalism economic exploitation rather than political oppression is the real enemy of the people.

A thorough investigation would prove that nine crimes out of ten could be traced, directly or indirectly, to our economic and social iniquities, to our system of remorseless exploitation and robbery.

True social harmony grows naturally out of solidarity of interests. In a society where those who always work never have anything, while those who never work enjoy everything, solidarity of interests is non-existent; hence social harmony is but a myth.

Poor America, of what avail is all her wealth, if the individuals comprising the nation are wretchedly poor?