Stevie Wonder Quotes

The conditions of suffering that exist today in our impoverished communities are not acceptable. The reflection of those conditions are less concerning to me. And I work everyday about changing the conditions.

I was in Vancouver, and I was in what I was told was the poorest neighborhood in North America - which I find very hard to believe because has anyone here ever been to Detroit?

There is no peace in poverty

Peace does not fare well where poverty and deprivation reign

Complaint is poverty.

Poverty is a plague against which humanity must fight without cease.

When a black person has no electricity, no water, they call it the ghetto. When white people have no electricity and no water, they call it camping.

Poverty is the openmouthed relentless hell which yawns beneath civilized society. And it is hell enough.

How fared the Irish artisan—how fared the Irish peasant? Where one pined, as he yet pines, in your beggared cities, the other starves, upon your fruitful soil.

One of the things that struck me when I came to the U.S. was discovering American poverty.

Poverty ennobles no one; it brutalizes common people and makes them hungry and old.

We must talk about poverty, because people insulated by their own comfort lose sight of it.

I've been called to the slums of the streets and the ditches of the world.

I recognize now that the conditions that Indians are living in are the conditions that poor people everywhere are living in.

I had consumed a lot of American culture, but I was not quite prepared for the reality of American poverty.

I just hated poverty.

[President Johnson] had the political will to say that having one in five Americans living in the kind of abject conditions their fellow citizens associated with Third World countries and the novels of Dickens was as dangerous as any battlefield enemy.

As long as there is still one beggar around, there will still be myth.

Everything that poverty touches becomes frightful.

I just thought everybody lived around abandoned buildings and crack-heads, ... I lived in the ghetto until I was like 19. I came to Los Angeles, stayed at hotels and stuff. When I got back and I saw what my neighborhood looked like, I started getting scared.

Walking around a slum in a third world country quickly puts into perspective what really matters in life. It grounds you in a way that you can't experience without getting out of your bubble at home.

I can't be calm when I drive through sections of Atlanta that look more like Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo, than America.

Nobody is poor unless he stand in need of justice.

We have no right to luxuries while the poor want bread.

Those who produce should have, but we know that those who produce the most - that is, those who work hardest, and at the most difficult and most menial tasks, have the least.