#homeless

I'm not so sure that people consider homelessness to be as important as, say, the Vietnam War. One should never even try to equate them because, of course, they're tragedies on both sides of the coin. ↗

— Graham Nash

#both #both sides #coin #consider #course

I don't want to scrounge around and be homeless, and I want to finish my education. ↗

— Callan McAuliffe

#education #finish #homeless #i #want

Seven out of 10 Americans are one paycheck away from being homeless. ↗

— Pras Michel

#being #homeless #out #paycheck #seven

There is a lot that happens around the world we cannot control. We cannot stop earthquakes, we cannot prevent droughts, and we cannot prevent all conflict, but when we know where the hungry, the homeless and the sick exist, then we can help. ↗

— Jan Schakowsky

#cannot #conflict #control #droughts #earthquakes

I met this homeless man who had never owned a shirt in his life. He had taken his pants and worn them as a shirt and I thought it was so creative. He was liberated from the conventions of fashion. ↗

— Julia Stiles

#creative #fashion #had #his #homeless

Adversities such as being homeless and going to prison has made many people stronger. ↗

— Philip Emeagwali

#being #going #homeless #made #many

After soft kisses, they pressed their hands together palm to palm. The tingling scattered all over Livia's body, warming her. "Do you feel that?" she whispered with a smile. His lips moved in his silent count. Blake wrapped his fingers around her hand. She copied the movement. Their hands together now resembled a heart-not a cartoon rendering of the shape, but a real human heart. He touched her lips with his and murmured, "I've been feeling it since you first smiled at me. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#debra-anastasia #homeless #love #poughkeepsie #love

A very bouncy Kyle woke Livia at some ridiculous o’clock on Friday morning. “Wakey-wakey, you sloppy, old whore. It’s time to do you up. You’re going out tonight, so you don’t get to dress in nursing home casual.” Kyle ripped off Livia’s covers. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love

We better get over to Beckett’s if you want to see how my day goes—before his crowd gets too raunchy.” Blake stood up and held out his hand. “It’s eight thirty in the morning. How raunchy could they be?” Livia wondered what, exactly, Beckett did for a living. Her question was soon answered. Everything bad. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love

The mission sat in a converted store front on the corner of a medium-busy street. There was a small crowd gathered in front - no real surprise, since they gave out food and clothing, all all you had to do was spend a few moments of your life listening to the good reverend explain why you were going to Hell. It seemed like a pretty good bargain, even to me, but I wasn't hungry. ↗

— Jeff Lindsay

#christianity #homeless #mission #business