Quotes About Hardship

I've worked hard over the years, I've been injured and I've worked hard through it, and I've made it.

I started out printing silk screen t-shirts. I sold ink pens. I worked construction. I worked at a gas station. I pumped gas. I was a mechanic for a little bit. I went into sewers, down into sewer lines. I had a lot of somewhat unpleasant gigs for a time there.

My father was a tailor. He worked from seven o'clock in the morning until seven at night. At least when he got home, my mother always cooked him a very good dinner. Lots of potatoes, I remember; he used to knock them down like a dose of salts. He needed it, after a 12-hour day.

The conditions were terrible. The farmworkers were only earning about 70 cents an hour at that time - 90 cents was the highest wage that they were earning. They didn't have toilets in the fields; they didn't have cold drinking water. They didn't have rest periods. People worked from sunup to sundown. It was really atrocious.

I've worked very hard for everything I have and nothing has come easy.

I worked hard to get where I am. And I started with nothing.

If anybody accuses me of being rich, I give it back to them because I had a poor economical background. I worked my way up, and I am an exemplary citizen, and I always do what is good for my nation.

I worked as an accountant in an auditor's office, at a textile showroom, a telephone booth, and a fast-food joint while studying. My dad found it odd, but he never interfered in any of my decisions.

I have always worked hard. The only thing missing was a smile from Lady Luck.

I worked odd jobs delivering pizza, folding chairs, telemarketing, selling kitchen cutlery door to door.

15 Storeys High' is the hardest thing I've worked on. 12 hours a day, 7 days a week.

My dad? He worked at a steel plant over in Charleston. Night shift. Nine at night to nine in the morning, no joke.

Mum obviously did not earn much money to feed me and my siblings. She worked hard to raise us, but there was always something missing.

My mom would get up every day at 4 A.M. and worked two jobs. I always felt I was the poorest kid on the block. I had a chip on my shoulder about being broke.

At age 14, my paternal grandfather fled Poland to escape the pogroms that killed tens of thousands of European Jews. He worked full-time for a cobbler in Boston, making his way to California and eventually starting his own business in Taft - the Goldman Oil Supply Company.

I showed up in L.A. with $500 and a backpack and I stayed at a shelter, so nobody handed me anything. I worked for every single thing that I have.

My grandfather was a shoemaker who worked in a shoe factory.

If I could have worked from the time I was born until I was 18 and never had to work again, I would have done it.

My mother was a great typist. She said she loved to type because it gave her time to think. She was a secretary for an insurance company. She was a poor girl; she'd grown up in an orphanage, and she went to a business college - and then worked to put her brothers through school.

My grandfather worked in a shoe factory - he was an Italian immigrant. My father was the first to go to college in the family.

I grew up in a one-parent family. I worked my way through college, I had very average grades and I was very average looking, but I've lived a remarkable life only because I believed I could.

I had two times in my life where I wanted to give up everything I worked for, but God gave me a job.

I worked to put myself through college.

Mom raised me all by herself, and although we went through our share of lean years, she always worked hard to make our home warm and welcoming.