Diana DeGarmo Quotes

When we first were working, we had no money. We were all sharing this ghastly flat and we had nothing.

I know exactly what it's like to not have a penny. I know exactly what it's like trying to get a job. I know exactly what it's like having bloody one tin of Ambrosia left in the cupboard. But I know I can survive.

It's not hard to tell we was poor - when you saw the toilet paper dryin' on the clothesline.

I was broke for more than 10 years. I remember staying up all night one night at my first company and looking in couch cushions the next morning for some change to buy coffee.

I did just about anything to pay the rent for a while.

I can't dismiss my roots as a kid growing up during the Great Depression in the ordinary midwestern town of Grand Rapids, Michigan. From the standpoint of money and material possessions, we were barely scraping by.

My mom didn't have a lot of money.

My parents were very strapped for cash when we were growing up.

Moving to Mumbai was difficult, as survival was a major concern. I was not from a very well-to-do family.

I am, as they say, the classic starving artist.

I came to New York with $500 and I had to live on that, but thankfully I was taken up by photographers quickly.

My father died when I was young, and after he did, my mother had it tough. Very tough.

It was the early 1970s and I was recently divorced. I had three kids and was totally broke. I managed to find work back east on the straw-hat circuit - summer stock - but couldn't afford hotels, so I lived out of the back of my truck, under a hard shell.

In my early days, I was about 145 pounds. I was really a starving artist; the poster child for starving artists.

It was a real hand-to-mouth existence in those early days - I'd have whatever dry cereal there was in the house for breakfast, 30 cents to spend on lunch and a hot dog for dinner. I did that for years. So there was definitely a hunger in me, of various kinds, to succeed.

My background's working class. My parents had to work to make ends meet. We don't come from any sense of privilege.

We were never a family that had a lot. We had enough, but not a lot.

I grew up in a very modest house. We were poor-we lived on the poverty level. We all got jobs as young kids.

I didn't have any extra money. But I can't say that I had a hard early career.

I am still writing my own checks for more or less substantial amounts every week in order to squeeze by the weekend.

I used to live off of nothing.

I've always been the person to look at any turmoil as temporary. I recall times where my mom was working five and six jobs, and there's still no food in the house.

We were so poor. Every item of clothing came from a thrift store.

I was working maybe four different jobs just to make ends meet. I was really broke. I could barely pay rent. I didn't have a car. I was riding my bike from one job to another and then to audition in between.

I came from a background where we didn't have bread. I know what it's like to live with money and no money.