Benjamin Bonneville Quotes

We hate our squalor.

To see those babies with no food for three of four days, old people sitting in the hot sun, when you see these poor people, you cannot help but being compassionate or affected.

The poorest people are the sweetest people.

Poverty is a noose that strangles humility and breeds disrespect for God and man.

From these cities they would go on again, by the roads of vines and olives, through squalid villages, where there was not a hovel without a gap in its filthy walls, not a window with a whole inch of glass or paper; where there seemed to be nothing to support life, nothing to eat, nothing to make, nothing to grow, nothing to hope, nothing to do but die.

Poverty, for me, is synonymous with degradation.

Where is there beauty when you see deprivation and starvation?

The hardest hit, as everywhere, are those who have no choice.

An infernal machine that produces every minute an impressive amount of poor, 26 million poor in 10 years are 2.6 million per year of new poor, this is the road, well, the road to hell.

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.

While we yearn for peace, we live in a world burdened with hunger, pain, anguish, loneliness, sickness, and sorrow.

Poverty is often off the beaten track. It always has been.

It is only the poor who are forbidden to beg.

Full stomachs don't believe empty ones.

It is a great piece of folly to attempt to make anything out of me or my early life. It can all be condensed into a single sentence, and that sentence you will find in Gray's Elegy : "The short and simple annals of the poor." That's my life, and that's all you or anyone can make out of it.

The citizens were so destitute that all the tropical fish in the city’s aquarium were devoured and even respectable women were driven to prostitution.

Brother! We have, as your friends, fought by your side, and have poured out our blood in your defense, but our arms are now broken. You have grown large. My people have become small, and there are none who take pity on them.

Will the American People Never Cease to Oppress and Torture the Helpless poor?

I see one-third of a nation ill-housed, ill-clad, ill-nourished.

The meek are a hell of a long way from inheriting the earth.

When a poor man has bread, he has no salt, and when he has salt, he has no bread. If he has some seasoning he has no meat. If he has some meat, he has no seasoning.

A scene of misery and gloomy despair of a community of people who have been plunged abruptly from prosperity to a complete want of the most essential things of life.

I guess I just do 'emasculated' and 'meek' very well.

What poor people go through, it's amazing they don't do more violent things! If they'd just give you a little dignity, it might help you stand it better. They suffer no heat, no electricity, while you're working, but then you've got to face all the insults, too.

I come from nothing.