Occupation: Writer Birth: April 8, 1865 Death: December 10, 1933
...I remembered the rose bush that had reached a thorny branch out through the ragged fence, and caught my dress, detaining me when I would have pass….
It hurts me to hear the tone in which the poor are condemned as "shiftless," or "having a pauper spirit," just as it would if a crowd mocked at a chi….
... we see the poor as a mass of shadow, painted in one flat grey wash, at the remote edges of our sunshine..
... nothing seems completely to differentiate the poor but poverty. We find no adjectives to fit them, as a whole, only those of which Want is the mo….
If, in all the cities, every house that is past repairing could be pulled down or burned up, how great would be the crash, how heaven-high the confla….
The daily lesson of slum life, visualised, reiterated, of low standards, vile living, obscenity, profanity, impurity, is bound tobe dwarfing and deba….
... we can bear with great philosophy the sufferings of others, especially if we do not actually see them..
One of the saddest sights of the slums is to see the thrifty wife of the working man, with her rosy brood of children, used to country air and sunshi….
Several generations of slum environment will produce a slum heredity..