Manute Bol Quotes

I'd met a woman and I got married, but the money ran out right away. I hadn't had a job for seven months, and it just came over me that I was never going to work again. It hit me.

I think the guys who are sort of infantry in Somali piracy are not unlike low-level drug dealers in urban areas in America, who see it as, you know, not having many other options. I think it comes down to money and needing to survive.

The hardest work in the world is being out of work.

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.

It's a funny thing, the less people have to live for, the less nerve they have to risk losing nothing.

How can a man help breaking the law when he don't have money to live on?

Poverty makes you sad as well as wise.

I have lost everything, and I am so poor now that I really cannot afford to let anything worry me.

Before I had a steady job, I was broke, and I didn't have any money to buy anything, so I would illegally download stuff.

My desire to be an artist really came out of being broke and unemployed and incapable of holding a job down. That's what it was driven by for sure.

I know I'm going to blow one day. My life is doomed the way it is. I have no future.

An 'unemployed' existence is a worse negation of life than death itself.

I had spent many days hungry; had slept on railway stations at times because I did not have money to pay for a hotel room... there were moments when I felt I had compromised my dignity as a human being and as an actor.

I never thought it was fair for an 8-year-old child not to be able to afford shoes, or to wander the streets having to beg for money. To know that child's joy would end soon, when they realised there was no future.

At my lowest I was making nothing, of course.

The Cardinal is at his wit's end - it is true that he had not far to go.

What is so striking about Liberia is that in a place where there is so much to be done, I have never seen so many people with nothing to do.

I was a happy man, never working. Sometimes I saw days with no money to eat. It was not so difficult.

Show me a man with very little money and I will show you a bum.

My job is discouraging in the extreme—it often tempts me to quit the helm in despair.

I became bitter, hard, cold. I was always on a panic - couldn't buy clothes or a good place to live.

I have been down and out, living in Brooklyn, no money even for a subway, no food whatsoever. Like, I remember just sitting in my room all day - even my television wasn't working!

Many of the young people living in inner-city America don't see themselves - I mean, they even talk about things like death and dying. And there's a tremendous loss of hope. And of all the things to lose, I think nothing is worse or more difficult to overcome than the loss of hope.

Most of the world was mad. And the part that wasn't mad was angry. And the part that wasn't mad or angry was just stupid. I had no chance. I had no choice. Just hang on and wait for the end. It was hard work. It was the hardest work imaginable.

It is an appalling thing to feel all one possesses drain away.