Quotes About Homelessness

When I was 5, 6 - so you know, memories aren't that great - I remember coming home and I remember seeing all of our belongings on the street and a Salvation Army truck picking them up. We got taken to a shelter. And then we moved around a lot, finding places to stay.

I've always thought that the level of homelessness in society is likely to be a truer measure of how civilised we are then almost any other factor.

Treatments are very limited, and deinstitutionalization has resulted in increased homelessness and incarceration for this population. In many ways, deinstitutionalization is a crime against humanity: There is no other disease in which needed inpatient care is denied for political reasons.

I'd love to challenge myself and play characters that overcome experiences like homelessness or abuse, because social justice is really important to me.

Being homeless is like living in a post-apocalyptic world. You're on the outskirts of society.

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.

The idea that squatting in some way offers a reasonable solution to the issue of homelessness is both false and cruel.

Of course homelessness has many causes and the solutions are often frustratingly complex.

These are serious problems in all of our major cities: homelessness, education, there are are a number of them. And they require hard thinking and innovative solutions. But I think cities are so better off working with the business community towards joint solutions, rather than trying to tax them.

We have come dangerously close to accepting the homeless situation as a problem that we just can't solve.

We can't solve the issues of homelessness without more housing.

We have an obligation at the local level to do everything we can with the resources we have. And we do those things. But we're never going to solve homelessness - not here in Portland, not here in any major city in America - if we keep assuming that it is purely a local issue.

If you're willing to live in a cardboard box on the streets with him, then marry him.

La Mariche no es pot reprimir més. Titlla l'Ona de somiadora. Som dones sense veu, puntualitza l'Ona, tranquil·la. Som dones sense temps ni lloc, fins i tot sense la llengua del país on vivim. Som mennonites sense pàtria. No tenim cap lloc on tornar, fins els animals de Molotschna estan més segurs a casa seva que nosaltres, les dones. Totes les dones tenim els nostres somnis… Així que, i tant que som somiadores.

Sarah watched the man sit alongside other homeless clients. Despite their awful circumstances, they were going on with life, getting through it as best they could.

Life on the streets is short. People look at you in disgust, even the ones who give you alms, but this is nothing compared to the revulsion you feel for yourself. It's like being trapped in a walking corpse, a corpse that's hungry, stinks, and refuses to die.

There is nothing compassionate about abandoning the mentally ill to the streets and making the rest of us live in their bedlam.

At the time me and X met, we weren't homeless, but we were basically homeless.

I think it is really sad that when people lose their homes they kind of lose their minds too.

Should a professor of accounting or chemistry be fired for using up class time to sound off about homelessness or the war in Iraq? Yes! There is no high moral principle that prevents it. What prevents it are tenure rules that have saddled so many colleges with so many self-indulgent prima donnas who seem to think that they are philosopher kings, when in fact they are often grossly ignorant or misinformed outside the narrow confines of their particular specialty.

The next time you see a bum leaving drug needles in a park where children play or urinating in the street, you are seeing your tax dollars at work and the end result of the vision of the anointed.

Had the Ellwood plan passed, perhaps her downward spiral into $2-a-day poverty, and her repeated spells of homelessness, could have been avoided. No one will ever know for sure.

It was to be a place for the forgotten, the abandoned and the homeless who faced a terrible illness alone. Unlike the Gift of Love home, it would have the capacity to accommodate women and children as well as men.

I don't want to scrounge around and be homeless, and I want to finish my education.