Cynthia Kadohata Quotes

A lot of what we do at Fox is blue-collar stuff.

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.

My first job was with an auto plant, Kansas City - they treated you like slaves. From there I went back to Chicago, worked in steel mills, drove a cab, stuff like that.

I've worked really physically hard, and I was never afraid of working hard as younger bloke.

My dad had this rock hard body and would work 12- to 13-hour days. The guys he worked with were scrap-iron guys. Nobody on that road crew had read a book in 10 years, but there was something about the way they lived I really admired.

My family were really hard-working, blue-collar people, and I didn't know the idea or concept of working and having fun. I thought you just worked and made money to support your family.

When I was born, my father was a copper miner in Butte, Montana. It was a hard-core, blue-collar situation.

People say writing is really hard. That's very unfair to those who are doing real jobs. People who work in the fields or fix roofs, engineers, or car mechanics. I think lying on your back working under an oily car, that's a job.

Receiving far less attention are the working class heroes, who go about their solitary work routines with quiet dignity, come home from another grueling day, yet still find time to interact with their children.

I've never been able to feel that there is anything undignified about making your living by the sweat of your brow.

I class myself as a manual laborer.

There was a time when you could make a living by the sweat of your brow. Those days are over!

My respect for politicians has increased. It's hard work - even hard physical work.

My grandfather was a Pullman porter, and my father put his way through college by cleaning floors at night in the libraries. I understand that working people are in some way the bedrock of my existence and the existence of many people here.

I come from a blue-collar family, and I'm just glad for the work.

There's a lot more blue-collar workers out there than the so-called elites.

I represent a blue-collar district: people who work at petrochemical plants and machine shops.

I represent hardworking people. That's who raised me. That's who I grew up around.

I grew up middle class, my best friends to this day are construction workers or military or whatever it is.

There is rough work to be done, and rough men must do it; there is gentle work to be done, and gentlemen must do it.

And blessed are the horny hands of toil.

I think a lot of blue collar people related to me because a lot of people work for their money.

I love being around people who work with their hands, who do the hard things to keep our country going. They're just my kind of people.

Everyone should get dirt on his hands each day. Doctors, intellectuals. Politicians, most of all. How can we presume to uplift the life of the working man, if we don't respect his work?

For the last 40 years of my life I have broken my back, my fingernails, and sometimes my heart, in the practical pursuit of my favourite occupation.