297 Quotes About Homelessness

His smile is a stranger resting on a haunted face, only coming out for poisons turning him into a ghost.

He brings the cigarette butt to his mouth and lights up. He breathes in, and coughs; a rattling helicopter with a broken blade crashing into a herd of trombone playing sheep falling off a cliff into a DIY shop with a discount on spanners.

Sure, the Electric Man, solving the city’s problems from his cardboard hero lair, shouldering the mantle of Great Responsibility.

Cops were a worthwhile thing to fear. Cops showing up could mean arrest, or just being beaten to unconsciousness no matter how cooperative he might be. But they probably wouldn’t kill him.

Bleak, dark, and piercing cold, it was a night for the well-housed and fed to draw round the bright fire, and thank God they were at home; and for the homeless starving wretch to lay him down and die. Many hunger-worn outcasts close their eyes in our bare streets at such times, who, let their crimes have been what they may, can hardly open them in a more bitter world.

My life was a wandering; I never had a homeland. It was a matter of being constantly tossed about, without rest; nowhere and never did I find a home.

The homeless people’s suffering belongs to amusement of our political order under a game over the right of marginalised group being transformed into citizens for merely punishment and humiliation. The Public Space Protection Orders is a penalty over one’s condition suffering – it is a fine over the disempowered for being disempowered. This act allows power to fragment the homeless into sub-humans punishable for the state of utter misery.

Once you live in the street, there's nothing but the street.

If they (UK homeless) - we - all stood together, men, women, children, we would look very different to one man alone in a shop doorway, addicted to anything that gives him a means of escape. How would we be viewed then? .... Refugees from western civilisation, cut adrift from life in a boat that rarely finds a harbour.