Ray Guy Quotes

I remember my dad, who coached football, would buy some of his players football shoes when they couldn't afford it.

I enjoy what I'm able to give my family.

My mother, we were a very poor family. When I was a kid, we would be in our little room, and there would be a knock on the door almost every night with a hobo begging for food. Even though we didn't even have enough to eat, my mother always found something to give them.

I think I grew up with a profound sense of watching people who were good people, who were smart people, who were hardworking people - God, nobody on this Earth worked harder than my mom and dad - and they had very little.

I hate the idea of people nicking my stuff, but in all honesty, I'm pretty well off. If a genuinely desperate man on his last gasp nicks my coat from the pub on a freezing night, well, he's welcome to it. It'll change his life. Mine's only inconvenienced by having to buy another one.

Kartik places a sovereign in the lady's cup, and I know that it's likely all he has. "Why did you do that?" I ask. He kicks a rock on the ground, balancing it nimbly between his feet like a ball. "She needed it." Father says it isn't good to give money to beggers. They'll only spend it unwisely on drink or other pleasures. "She might buy ale with it." He shrugs. "Then she'll have ale. It isn't the pound that matters; it's the hope...I know what it's like to fight for things that others take for granted.

My girls and I regularly go through their rooms to find clothes and toys to donate to charities. I firmly believe that children who have been given so much need to experience the joy that comes from giving.

Even if you don't have a lot, you can help someone.

One must be poor to know the luxury of giving!

To be poor does not mean you lack the means to extend charity to another. You may lack money or food, but you have the gift of friendship to overwhelm the loneliness that grips the lives of so many.

What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.

Funny thing is that the poorer people are, the more generous they seem to be.

When someone came to ask us for help, it was sacred. We did not even think twice. We helped them, even if we had only meagre means; we offered them arms, a little bit of money, and in occasion, men.

If you're in trouble, or hurt or need - go to the poor people. They're the only ones that'll help - the only ones.

The poor are the only consistent altruists; they sell all they have and give it to the rich.

My journey has been so full of struggle and I just want to be able to offer some help and some general ideas to people that really need it the most.

Manhood is taking care of your family and being able to bless other people. Not yourself - but whether you can bless other people.

Humanity I love you because when you're hard up you pawn your intelligence to buy a drink.

The degree of loving is measured by the degree of giving.

We are rich only through what we give, and poor only through what we refuse.

My parents gave up things for me when I was growing up.

My grandparents, one Christmas, they did not have anything. They did not have money to buy presents. So my grandmother went to the orange tree outside her home, and so her boys did not go without for Christmas, she took oranges to her sons as presents.

Grandma and Mama showed me that you always have to give as much as you can, no matter what.

My family has sacrificed a lot.

Caring is tough.