Matt Bellamy Quotes

I had a pretty rough childhood. I was raised for a few years by my single mom, until she married my stepdad a little later.

I mean, when you grow up in the inner city and you grow up in a single-parent household, that's - those are humbling times, you know?

I grew up in a low-income family. I was raised by a single mother.

I was the seventh child in a family of eight siblings. We lost our father very young, and my mother had pretty much single-handedly brought us up.

Throughout her life my mother, Rose, prayed for good health. My father left when I was 12 and money was tight, so she couldn't afford to take time off work. I have a younger sister and three older brothers, and she used to panic that we'd be taken into care if she wasn't able to look after us.

My mom raised us three boys by herself on welfare. It's not worse than anybody else's life.

I had a very difficult childhood. I was surrounded by people who had both parents, which made me feel different. Having a bit of a rougher existence early on, it made me appreciate the work ethic that my grandparents instilled in me.

When I was in high school, I used to have breakfast with my grandpa every morning. He instilled a lot of values in me: hard work, loyalty. He grew up during the Great Depression in Philly in poverty - he didn't have enough to eat as a kid. Sometimes his family would get kicked out of their apartment because they couldn't pay the rent.

When I was little, we lived on 8 acres and my mom had a horse. But when I was 7, my mom kicked my dad out, and then in order to feed us five kids, she got critters cheap or for free and raised them for food. We milked a cow, raised chickens, pigs and beef cattle. We heated our one-story house with wood and stayed cold all winter.

Basically, I was a kid growing up with a single mother in Brooklyn.

My father was an urchin that lived in Hell's Kitchen. He was part of a family of nine. I mean, there were times that were better and worse, but mostly, by the time we got to L.A., they'd lost whatever they had. And it was a sad time. And both he and I became truck drivers for different companies.

Sammy Sosa grew up without a father in the back of a converted public hospital in San Pedro de Macoris, a dusty seaside town in the Dominican Republic. His father, Juan Montero, died when Sosa was 5.

As you know, I'm a black girl out of the projects of New York City, raised in a single parent home because my parents divorced very very young... welfare and homeless at four and then again at 16 and just not having the things or the necessary tools that society would say I needed to have in order to be any kind of success in life.

We were so poor that my mother would often leave me in a foster home until she could raise enough money to rent rooms for us.

My mother cleaned homes and drove school buses, and when my family was on the brink of foreclosure... I started bartending and waitressing.

I loved my mom so much because she had to work on a penny just to put food on the table... During the Depression in the United States, everybody had a tough time. And I was so hurt because she was crying that she didn't have any food for us for Thanksgiving.

I was a kid growing up in Houston, didn't have a lot - three younger brothers, a single mom. It was tough.

I come from a family of eight on public assistance, my parents were separated. My mother struggled, my father struggled.

We didn't have a whole lot of cash growing up. My mom was a single parent for a while before my stepdad came into the picture.

Because I grew up in a single parent home with my mom, growing up, things weren't always the best.

I was just a toddler when my dad died in a car crash. With my mum, Eunice, being a young widow with a large family, she really struggled money-wise.

My father left me when I was 6. My mother tried to take care of all of us on public assistance.

I was born in Nizhny Novgorod to a very poor family and unfortunately my father and mother separated when I was very little.

I came to Harlem from West Virginia when I was three, after my mother died. My father, who was very poor, gave me up to two wonderful people, my foster parents.

I was once a single mother, with very few resources, so I have a special place in my heart for women in difficult situations.