Sleeping Rough Quotes

At 17, I traveled to Mexico in a lemon yellow Mustang and saved money by bunking down in cheap, cockroach-infested flophouses. In my early 20s, I went on to thumb rides through Europe, readily sleeping in train stations, my backpack as a pillow. Once I even hunkered down for a night on a sidewalk grate - for warmth - in Paris.

I was sleeping on editing room floors for $300 a week.

I'd been living on the streets of New York, and I was sleeping at my friends' houses, sometimes in the subway.

I used to drive myself about in an old Austin van... and then have to sleep in the back because I couldn't afford a hotel.

This is 2017, nobody should be sleeping in a tent on the concrete in the middle of Martin Place - it's not safe for them.

I mean I know it's cold out here and not everybody has a sleeping bag. But when you grit your teeth and stick it out until dawn!

The first Mardi Gras I went to, I stayed at the Tulane AE Pi house on Broadway. Slept on a pool table one night, slept under it the next.

It took a little while to get used to falling asleep without laying down on a bed or having a pillow.

I slept in closets and on floors for a long time.