I've never been poor, only broke. Being poor is a frame of mind. Being broke is only a temporary situation.
Take care to be an economist in prosperity. There is no fear of your being one in adversity.
Poverty sits by the cradle of all our great men and rocks all of them to manhood.
The black middle-class in America is a prosperous community that is now larger in absolute terms than the black underclass. Does its existence not suggest that economic adversity is the result of failures of individual character rather than the lingering after-effects of racial discrimination and a slave system that ceased to exist well over a century ago?
A time of famine and poverty will come and the people as a whole as well as every individual in it will suffer.
You folks feeling the economic pinch? Are you a little fed up with the economic news? It's bad. The department stores, this holiday season, no Santa Claus. They're laying off department-store Santa Clauses. So more bad news for John McCain.
We were so poor my daddy unplugged the clocks when we went to bed.
I had been practicing for the Depression a long time. I wasn't involved with loss. I didn't have money to lose, but in common with millions I did dislike hunger and cold.
When you inherit the level of economic catastrophe that President Obama inherited, it was a real touch-and-go situation.
There was no sacrifice in acting for me, even when I was starving in New York. I went three days without eating. Charlie Bronson and I sold blood for $5 so that we could eat.
I was a poor kid, and my mom was a single mother of three.
It was a very economically depressed time [the 80s] and because of that, there was a lot of space. Everything was relatively dilapidated, and one could live on a pretty low income. One could live well below the poverty line and not suffer immensely.
As I mentioned, things were particularly hard during the Depression. My paternal grandfather was frequently out of work, and the family was evicted from their home.
My own father held down two jobs, barely affording the little rented house I grew up in. My dad worked hard, lifted heavy things, and got his hands dirty. The only soap we had at my house was Lava. Heck, I was in college before I found out it wasn't supposed to hurt to take a shower.
Over the hill to the poor-house I'm trudgin' my weary way.
I admire President Obama. He inherited the worst financial crisis since the Great Depression. That was a terrible time for America.
We came out of the White House not only dead broke, but in debt.
We start this new year in the midst of an economic crisis unlike we have seen in our lifetime.
I was born in 1929, that was the depression, so the golf course was manned by my father and two guys, they worked for my dad and they took me with them everywhere they went. And it was fun.
Economic privation proceeds by easy stages, and so long as men suffer it patiently the outside world cares little.
I know what hard times are like. I didn't grow up with a silver spoon in my mouth. I've had struggles.
I think that so many people don't understand how easy it is to be broke, how easy it is to find yourself in a situation where you're in an absolutely foreign place.
It's no laughing matter being a Republican in these perilous times. Anyone can be a Republican when the stock market is up, but when stocks are selling for no more than they're worth, I tell you, being a Republican - it's a sacrifice.
Genius may be almost defined as the faculty of acquiring poverty.
If I were in severely straitened socio-economic circumstances and had to move to the U.S., I'd probably opt for Athens, GA, or Lawrence, KS. As boho guys usually do, live cheap in the Left Bank of Kansas.
