What chance would the likes of you, honest simpleton, have of keeping yourself fed in this merciless world of ours?
Poverty has this about it that is like nakedness, it strips a man; it gives to the soul a chill which is not fictitious; it makes the whole being shudder.
And it is quite as fair to observe that ignorance and slovenliness and the tradition itself are the inevitable products of just one thing: poverty.
It came with never having had much, she knew, the inability to let go of things, even things that were useless.
To him who has nothing it is forbidden not to relish filth.
Poverty caused their carelessness; their carelessness brings them deeper poverty.
But, you see, a body never knows what traits poverty might bring out in 'em. It makes a woman grasping to see her children want for things.
Do not inquire the name of him who asks a shelter of you. The very man who is embarrassed by his name is the one who needs shelter.