Quotes About Poverty

Instead I learned that the poor usually stay poor. That the young rich smell the stink of the poor and learn to find it a bit amusing.

We were in rich territory. I had forgotten that some people lived quite well while most others ate their own shit for breakfast.

Only the poor knew the meaning of life; the rich and the safe had to guess.

There is nothing worse than being broke and having your woman leave you. Nothing to drink, no job,just the walls, sitting there staring at the walls and thinking. That's how women got back at you, but it hurt and weakened them too. Or so I like to believe.

But we couldn't holler law because when you didn't have any money the law stopped working.

I felt terrible. The poor had a right to fuck their way through their bad dreams. Sex and drink, and maybe love, was all they had.

The bums were better dressed, younger, but just as listless. They sat around on the window ledges, hunched forward, getting warm in the sun and drinking the free coffee that W.F.I. offered. There was no cream and sugar, but it was free.

What's the sin in being poor?

Once you have been poor a long time you gain a certain respect for money.

Oftentimes in those roominghouses and cheap apartments there was nothing to do when you were broke and starving and down to the last bottle. There was nothing to do but listen to those wild arguments. It made you realize that you weren't the only one who was more than discouraged with the world, you weren't the only one moving toward madness.

blood money blood money my god they must think I love this like the others but it's for bread and beer and rent blood money

this then will be my destiny: scrabbling for pennies in dark tiny halls reading poems I have long since become tired of. and I used to think that men who drove buses or cleaned out latrines or murdered men in alleys were fools.

SIR! SIR! SIR! FORGET THAT 'SIR' STUFF, WILL YOU? I'll bet if that were the president or governor or mayor or some rich son of a bitch, there would be doctors all over that room doing something! Why do you just let them die? What's the sin in being poor?

They had temporarily escaped the factories, the warehouses, the slaughterhouses, the car washes—they'd be back in captivity the next day but now they were out—they were wild with freedom. They weren't thinking about the slavery of poverty. Or the slavery of welfare and food stamps.

He had nothing, and he found out that having nothing was difficult too.

La gente la sera è in libertà provvisoria dalle fabbriche, dai magazzini, dalle stazioni di servizio, dai macelli. Il giorno dopo tornano dentro, ma adesso sono fuori, ubriachi di libertà. Non pensano alla schiavitù della povertà. I ricchi staranno bene finché i poveri non impareranno a costruire bombe atomiche nei loro seminterrati

They experimented on the poor and if that worked they used the treatment on the rich. And if it didn't work, there would still be more poor people left over to experiment upon.

You realize how many people there are on this earth without a chance? Because of where and how they were born? Because they had no education? Because they never had anything and never have and nobody gives a fuck . -South of No North

Mulloch sefil yaÅŸant?ya bay?l?rd?, yoksulluÄŸa da bay?l?yordu bence. YoksulluÄŸun insan? erdemli k?ld???na inan?yordu. Mektuplar? böyle bir izlenim b?rakm??t? bende. Zenginlerin inanmam?z? istedikleri ÅŸey bu tabii ki, ama bu baÅŸka bir konu.

It's like a code, you know, a code of courtesy…because if the poor aren't decent to one another nobody else is going to be.

çünkü suçlar?n en büyüÄŸü, en ac?mas?z?, yoksulun yoksulu soymas?d?r kan?mca

Amazon forest is uniquely diverse and beautiful. But its exuberant canopy is a mask covering an impoverished base. The base is the region's poor soil.

The consequences were horrific; Ireland was transformed into a post-apocalyptic landscape. Destitute men lined the roads in their rags, sleeping in crude shelters dug into roadside ditches. People ate dogs, rats, and tree bark. Reports of cannibalism were frequent and perhaps accurate. Entire families died in their homes and were eaten by feral pets.

Before the potato and maize, before intensive fertilization, European living standards were roughly equivalent with those today in Cameroon and Bangladesh; they were below Bolivia or Zimbabwe. On average, European peasants ate less per day than hunting-and-gathering societies in Africa or the Amazon.