Agnes Varda Quotes

I lived in Complexo do Alemao until I was 12, dealt with domestic violence in my childhood and faced difficulties in life.

We were very poor and my family lost everything during the war - our home and our identity. But I'm a believer in luck and think the social conditions you're born into provide the opportunity for you to prove your luck. And I suppose I've been lucky.

The obstacles are great and the suffering is great and people have got to make a living.

No matter where you go, poor people have the capacity to endure. Some people even compliment us on it, as if endurance is all we can achieve.

Life there was hard and it made people hard.

But hey, when you live in Watts, you need a little smack to get by, you know what I mean? You need something soft and comfortable in your life, 'cause you're not going to get it from what's around you. And society isn't going to give it to you.

I've experienced poverty and plenty, and there's a lesson to be learned when you're brought up in poverty.

I couldn't do it at all. I was never really good at it, but I can't imagine what it can be like as a fortunate person not having to deal with it. I mean, people of all ages, not just my age, 25, 35, all the way down the line.

Poverty is uncomfortable; but nine times out of ten the best thing that can happen to a young man is to be tossed overboard and compelled to sink or swim.

I was lucky to come from a difficult area. It teaches you not just about football but also life. There were lots of kids from different races and poor families. People had to struggle to get through the day.

I came from poverty and was part of those circumstances.

You grow up skinny in Canada; in working-class Montreal, you're definitely the underdog.

I think most art comes out of poverty and hard times.

Poverty is a veil that obscures the face of greatness. An appeal is a mask covering the face of tribulation.

All I'm trying to do is survive and make good out of the dirty, nasty, unbelievable lifestyle that they gave me.

No, I was two years older than the other guys. I was a war baby. My family were a lot poorer than they were. I'd had to fight too hard for anything I had in my life and to smash things up for me.

When people grow up in atmospheres of violence or atmospheres of poverty, they don't normally use hi-falutin' language to describe those things. They would describe some brutal event the same way we would describe getting a taxi or missing the bus.

I may not remember the name of a book's author, but let it be clear, what I will not forget is the violence, the poverty and the desperation that Mexico is living through.

Poverty makes you wise but it's a curse.

I wasn't born with a golden spoon in my mouth. It was a really tough life.

The greatest and best of our race have necessarily been nurtured in the bracing school of poverty—the only school capable of producing the supremely great.

I grew up in a working-class neighborhood, so there was always a sense of struggle, but we had hope.

There are just way too many people suffering out there.

My entire childhood was steeped in poverty. For me, poverty, in a way, was the first inspiration of my life, a commitment to do something for the poor.

Every step of the way, life was hard. I was supposed to be a statistic.