Victor Hugo Quotes

When I graduated from high school, it was during the Depression and we had no money.

In 1843, everybody was hungry, unemployed, and conditions were very bad.

Poverty is the parent of revolution.

Going through economic hard times is something I know firsthand.

I almost went broke. I didn't file bankruptcy, but I had some miserable times there for two or three years.

Times were so hard it was difficult to feed and lodge humans, much less animals.

Economy is too late when you are at the bottom of your purse.

What hurts me most is poverty, and that's what led me to become a rebel.

Being broke is not a disgrace, it is only a catastrophe.

Poverty became something one could see and experience firsthand, no matter where one was on the economic ladder; it became something you could viscerally experience through the lives of friends, family, neighbors, colleagues. I'd venture to say it's a rare person in 2013 America who knows nobody who lost a job in the recession, or knows nobody whose home went underwater or who went into foreclosure.

Economic privation proceeds by easy stages, and so long as men suffer it patiently the outside world cares little.

One who is by nature daring and is suffering from poverty will not long be law-abiding. Indeed, any men, save those that are truly good, if their sufferings are very great, will be likely to rebel.

I was having trouble making ends meet, and my beginnings weren't meeting either.

We sometime didn't get enough to buy oats for our horses. Most banks had very little money in them.

I had a low image of myself because I was brought up in the deep Depression.

Every day I've got to hear about unemployment and people starving.

My parents were in short street, so they had to go abroad to economize.

I know what it's like not to have food in the fridge or money to buy more.

There's so little money in my bank account, my scenic checks show a ghetto.

Money was tight and Mum used to do two jobs to support us.

It's such a Bore Being always Poor.

I grew up in financially straitened circumstances and meat, which was expensive, was a rare thing at mealtimes. We ate meat about once a month, if that.

I grew up poor.

I don't really believe in the myth of being poor but happy. At the poorest times in my life, I wasn't happy. I was just hungry.

My mother taught us to sell food in the market so we could pay for school. I would get up at 4:30 A.M. and start selling bread and cheese before going to class. School cost $65. The average salary was $125 a year, and with 10 kids, how are you going to pay for that?