Quotes About Hardship

Hope is not defined by the absence of hardship. Rather, hope is found in God's grace in the midst of hardship. Hope is found in his promise to give us a future.

If I had enough money, I would take busloads of people out to the fields and into the labor camps. Then they'd know how that fine salad got on their table.

Lord, I'm so low down, baby, I declare I'm looking up at down. The men in the mine, baby, They all looking down at me.

Their impoverished condition somehow made them very real people. It's hard to be phony when you haven't got anything.

What I remember most of those times is that poverty creates desperation, and desperation creates violence.

The poor are so busy trying to survive from one day to the next, they haven't the time or energy to keep score.

Los visitantes con esperanzas puestas en el comercio apícola me resultan interesantes y conmovedores; muchos son jóvenes y despiertan a la madre que hay en mí. Suelen tener trabajos aburridos que detestan, y la idea de poseer una granja con abejas en el campo es para ellos una fantasía reconfortante. Procuro no desanimarlos, pero a veces no me queda más remedio. En estos tiempos, casi cualquier tipo de trabajo rural condena a los novatos a la bancarrota.

I felt the kind of desperation, I think, that cancels the possibility of empathy...that makes you unkind.

It is many months until then. They could make my life very hard. I could lose the child or even my own life. How can I not feel endangered after the evil deed that occurred?

There wasn't much good to say about the voyage. Five weeks in, with no land in sight, the scanty provisions began to run out. This was a concern for passengers, and also for sailors who were traditionally promised a gallon of beer a day as part of their sailing wages. They could do without food; they could not do without drink.

We didn't have money all the time to do laundry. A lot of the time, we didn't have soap or hot water. We were smart kids academically, but we'd go to school smelling.

I thought that basketball and soccer were hard. And then I went to track practice. It's just running and running and running. And my event was the 400 hurdles. I ended up qualifying for state. But looking back on it, track was hard.

I have a life of sacrifice. I don't have a normal social life.

Me and my brother lived in kind of a shed behind our house, and it was cold. We really lived kind of a dirty existence. It was tough to move away from my father and grandfather in California. I wore socks that were so dirty they were hard and black, and I would go into the lost and found box at school and look for clothes.

I was working with the fire service in a job that should have been a job for life, with career progression, with a pension and promotion, and within a year I was sleeping on a sofa under a section 21 notice being evicted from my home and not eating or four days.

I know that there are coaches who do end up sleeping on the sofa in their office.

Our first record, 'Huey Lewis And The News', was seen by no one - it sold 25 copies.

Like a lot of you, I grew up in a family on the ragged edges of the middle class. My daddy sold carpeting and ended up as a maintenance man. After he had a heart attack, my mom worked the phones at Sears so we could hang on to our house.

I've worked in construction, in a factory sewing clothes. I also sold flowers and doughnuts - just odd jobs to try to make 10 pesos, which is equivalent to 20 cents.

I was a single mother, and my boys were babies. I sold my body for food, money, and Pampers.

In our early days, being recognized on any list of great companies was hard to imagine. There were times when we sold the office furniture to make payroll.

When I was a young boy I sold newspapers by the side of the road. I cleaned the shoes of people for less than a pound a time. I was 12 years old but I had to do it to eat because my family was so poor.

My father, Rodolfo, worked as a train conductor and that's how we came to live in the railway car. The Government owned it, and we paid rent on it. Back then I would wake up at 4 in the morning and run through the streets, selling newspapers. I'd scream out, 'Sol, Debate, Noreste.' Those were the papers I sold.

I come from the slums; I come from a hard background; I come from a poor family; and I was a soldier.