Dick Dale Quotes

I'm a very good laundress when I have to be.

I do my laundry on a weekly basis.

I don't know how to use a washing machine.

There were many times my pants were so thin I could sit on a dime and tell if it was heads or tails.

Vacuuming is great. I do the laundry. I love washing machines. I'm the maid in my house.

I know what it's like to struggle for cash. When I went to drama school, I worked as a chambermaid to make ends meet.

Long live your laundry!

I took my courage in both hands and went to the Laundromat to do my washing. I had to use three machines.

I was poor my whole life.

I come from a family where some nights you don't know where food's going to come from. There's nights where you're going to have go to bed hungry.

I didn't have much but my mum and grandma gave me as much as they could, but we weren't a rich family and we had to work hard for what we got.

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.

Do I gotta go sell me a whole lotta crack for decent shelter and clothes on my back?

Poverty urges us to do and suffer anything that we may escape from it, and so leads us away from virtue.

I remember as a kid being cold a lot, and hungry sometimes. Wed go to bed with just cornbread and milk, and I remember wearing shoes with holes in the bottom. I remember having twine for shoestrings.

I know how hard it is for you to put food on your family.

He who would remain honest ought to keep away want.

It's hard to get by just upon a smile.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it.

With poverty everything becomes frightful.

Debt, grinding debt, whose iron face the widow, the orphan, and the sons of genius fear and hate; debt, which consumes so much time, which so cripples and disheartens a great spirit with cares that seem so base, is a preceptor whose lessons cannot be foregone, and is needed most by those who suffer from it most.

Poverty made a sound like a wet cough in the shadows of the room.

Here we all live in a state of ambitious poverty.

Unfortunately, I saw a side of humanity I wish I'd remained blissfully ignorant of, including one driver who threw a bottle at me while I was walking my baby to the doctor on the side of the road and yelled out insults. Nurses who made nasty comments about how I should get a job (I was working two of them, in addition to being a published author). It wasn't that I didn't have a job and wasn't working. The jobs in backwoods Mississippi didn't pay enough to cover living expenses.