What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the read more

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the Lord God of hosts.

Poverty is the step-mother of genius.

Poverty is the step-mother of genius.

Leave the poor
Some time for self-improvement. Let them not
Be forced to grind the bones out read more

Leave the poor
Some time for self-improvement. Let them not
Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms
For bread, but have some space to think and feel
Like moral and immortal creatures.

Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the Lord will deliver
him in time of trouble.

Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the Lord will deliver
him in time of trouble.

I wasn't born in a log cabin, but my family moved into one as soon as they could afford it.

I wasn't born in a log cabin, but my family moved into one as soon as they could afford it.

Poverty is the discoverer of all the arts.
[Lat., Paupertas omnium artium repertrix.]

Poverty is the discoverer of all the arts.
[Lat., Paupertas omnium artium repertrix.]

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me read more

Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak read more

Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak blows the blast--your hat has got a hole in it.
So have your breeches.

He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the Lord; and that
which he hath given will he read more

He that hath pity upon the poor lendeth unto the Lord; and that
which he hath given will he pay him again.